• High in a tower, A white room, Made from small white rocks, A bed, Lay in the middle of room, With silk white sheets, and light white covers. By it, There is a small silver table, On the table, There is white rose. In the bed, there is a girl. She, is 16 years old. Her skin, Is a fant gost white. Her black hair tumbled over the white pellow. She sleeps, Deep in Dream. The light drapes, sway in the soft wind.

    Tell me... is this not the best dream a girl could have?