could you come into my room
and, in one hit, uproot all the blues?
you will be red
i'll be too
only if you cross this room
i'll not go so deep
and that would be good enough
good enough, good enough
similar bodies dancing on good enough
good enough, strange enough
hearts pumping, faces blushing
the other side of circular sensations
the world of oils and textures, the world of mellow fantasies
the world of witches, the world of all women