I Like to Be Clean

Elbows brush

Secrets couple in the darkness

Cheeks will blush

Semicircles in the dark, nestling close

But the sweat lends an unhealthy sheen

To my brow, and I like to be clean

Hearts will fail

Sentiment is caught deserting

Cheeks will pale

Empty ceremony flirting with disease

And the outcome remains to be seen

Quite sensibly, I like to be clean

That's how grubby experience denies itsеlf a guest

Holy rest comes only to thosе who have been good

Peace is absence of motion but the white gloves moves to test

If the guest has gathered more mildew than he should

Bored to tears

Now there’s no experimenting

Bland careers

Symmetry is unrelenting but it's safe

And within me genetics convene

And dictate that I like to be clean