Too Sensitive for Superman

No more cryptic words-
I’m too sensitive for that.

Mr. M, your smile was worth a thousand unspoken thoughts;
it was radiant – pure sunshine.

Superman himself
couldn’t shine that bright.
I wish you’d seen my light
the way I saw yours.

Because I was charismatic
and blushing-
in ways I never am.

But your smile,
your banter –
they fogged over
every clever, witty
comeback I had saved.