I’d play with the web during my missions
I’d swing about, you’d be my Mary Jane
I’d hear faraway sounds and see visions
But only the green gem drives me insane
I lost my vision but it did not hurt
Senses are at a different level
I’d lose my temper as well as my shirt
And veins would vasculate through my muscle
I’d emerge from the cave in which I stayed
For some bright light in the sky called for me
My eyes would shoot a brilliant spread of red
When I cleared obstacles in my path free
I have superpowers when I have you
Thanks for saving me from the real world too
was that brilliant spread of red from the eye the x-ray vision?
u dedicating the poem to the genetically created spider ah?
I’m implying that drugs make you feel superhuman.
Nope, in order, Spiderman, Superman, Daredevil (movie coming up), The Hulk (also has a movie coming up), Batman, and Cyclops.