blood stained moon
A kiss of insanity
And a taste of ruin

She must be a female
Trapped, and invisible
In a childlike body

Her hopes and dreams
A fantasy
She just enjoys a touch
of your body

A rising star is nice
As it overshadows a
world of ice.
She sleeps the days
And cherishes the nights.

Life is a game
An illusion that
is not there
She loves to travel
She loves Japan
She has the future in
the palm of her hand.

A dreamy land of
time and space
So she refuses to
Show her face

And so you wait
and see,
The loveliness this person brings.