Parlor Scouts – Warm Milk lyrics

i still remember your soapy skin
how i’d hover around your chin
i still remember
your milk white everything
you cocooning
in my bed
your blood
sacred red
the yes and no
of your lungs
breathing
warm milk
still reminds me of all these things
the keyholes
of your skeleton
the red ribbons
where the pillow
writes its name
in your skin
i still remember
your milk white everything
you on a white sheet
and nothing else
tonite
the curtains breathe in
the open window
the moon
makes a pearl
pool
in my room
and i know it is
you