First date: Red

The worms crawl in and in and out
they crawl in cricles round about
eating holes in my delicate skin
acid resistant fortellers of sin.

Ladybugs inside my head
sing silly songs about the dead
they sing of heaven and afterlife
they sing of love of husband, wife

A moth flies round and round my heart
blush brushes brushing the blood dark dart
worry tickles the antannaed head
and turns his wing a crimson red

Red fire, red anger, red embarrassed, red hot.
Red love, red blood, red danger, red stop.