I watched The Day After Tomorrow 
on my first date 
with the Man of Steele, 

disaster flicks are kinda his thing.

At dinner I told him the movie’s moral: 
the keys to the survival of humankind 
are in the library. 

He laughed, 
tilted back his neck and chiseled chin, 
and grinned, 

then I knew I was sunk, 
and not even Superman could save me.