Luminescent light

Frivolous chivalry

Such an ingenious fright

Strictly rivalry

Between thee and I

There's a sick line

With a twist of lime

Between a long ride

Of you and I

There's a stride

And I just died

In your arms tonight

In the stars I'm at a sight

I see a fight

Damp or tight

Wrong or right

Leave or drive

Place of a sky

Low or high

Gee or bye

We have strode in a line

Not of like

But of more than that

And in your magical hat

I know it's where I belong

Because this is true love

And I hope it's long!