Dave Bonta's "Alien" drops "you" into something like a comic-book or science-fiction world where nothing stays stable. The sea turns hard and scaly, roses attack in swarms, and a superhero rescues you with a flapping cape and the baggage of his failed causes. The tone is playful and a little absurd, as if the speaker is narrating a strange dream.
Underneath the fun, the poem is about being an outsider whom everyone tries to claim. The green-skinned native offers to wrap you in her country's flag, and the line "Everyone wants / to enlist you in their battles" makes the pattern clear. Being called a "would-be goddess" suggests that "you" has power, or at least seems to, and that power makes people want to recruit you.
The last two lines shift the mood. The speaker's "I suspect" sounds quiet and slightly wry, and the hope that love might be an answer feels tender against all the noise. The speaker seems doubtful that anyone will accept it.