Precisely

It is precisely a hot laundry power
The beads still hang on bottles we have bought
Where we sweep, but quiet cause we're not home
But your mouth is not quiet and wet and it is few

I am damp and a book shaky in the flame
You are new and then a piece of blood
Outside the street our genes are turned with orange

I am wondering if drinks were good to summon
I am a heavy color in the face and here
Strands of recent adventure, warming

Skin the warning of your upturned feet
Is a good trip to warm up to