When my heavens were turned to blood,
When my dark had filled the day,
Furthest, but most faithful, stood
The lone star I cast away.
I had loved myself, And I
Have not lived and dare not die.
On the last lear perhaps I'd see,
A beautiful chariot waiting for me.
At the end of the journey,
perhaps I'll find my destiny

she must be trustworthy and be loyal .she must be cute,sexy and feel cpmfort with me and she must be adjustable. 😁