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