White Knight Position

Inside,
Airtight,
In for a bumpy ride:
Theorise your high into something special
First look,
Fish hooked,
Throwing away the book:
Rearrange your lies into something heartfelt
It’s fine not to love your white knight position
I’m tired of sad songs and these twilight incisions
It’s fine not to love
Last dance,
One chance,
Fever for brief romance:
Theorise her eyes into something special
No sleep,
Slow sleep of stillborn epiphanies:
Rearrange your life into something heartfelt
It’s fine not to love your white knight position
I’m tired of sad songs and these twilight incisions
It’s fine not to love
Your white knight position
I shed my skin
And wade into the darkest depths,
I plumb for you
The sun,
The sea,
The silky sky:
Your white knight
White knight
White knight
White knight
White knight
White knight
White knight
White knight
White knight
White knight,
White knight,
White, white knight