My Tower

Now he arrives,

my knight

in shining armour.

But

I don’t want to leave.

I’m quite safe

up here in my tower,

where I open

my heart to no-one.

And no-one

opens up to me.

The knight,

he calls,

to let down my hair.

But I don’t.

He calls,

and calls,

and eventually he rides away

to another day,

another damsel in distress.

And leaves me alone

in my tower.

Just me and my tower.

Just me.