Crowned of the Period

Loathe and sadness

substitute his presence

Avoiding him is a relief

Every minute serves as a gift

In a blink of an eye

everything turns upside-down

where you're the star of the night

In this phantasm ball you've come

A knight with a racket

Slaying cocks along the way

In my sight you're the king

Courting me to be your queen

Within my sleep your running

Lurking in my midnight meetings

As if it's reality

To be with you in my dream