When there was no Kryptonite….

Chasing the Faraway

A Mirage…

A time…..

When I would Challenge Freight Trains to Duels…

I dodged bullets with a smile…

Tall buildings were stepping stones…

The Yellow Sun warmed my Bones and I held it deep

inside Me

It kept me warm through the nights….

I bent iron girders into Horseshoes..

But, I didn’t need Luck….

I bent frowns into grins…..

I could melt a frozen heart with My gaze…

I laughed at the rain….

and death and despair were only ever distant stars

on that Horizon…

A time…

When there was no Kryptonite.

About Eric

Writer/Plumber/Poet/Father/Gentleman/Romantic
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