Bonjour, tristesse

“One is never over-dressed or underdressed with a Little Black Dress.” 

― Karl Lagerfeld

You came to me this morning 
And you handled me like meat 
You’d have to be a man to know 
How good that feels, how sweet 
My mirrored twin, my next of kin 
I’d know you in my sleep 
And who but you would take me in 
A thousand kisses deep

I loved you when you opened like a 
Lily to the heat 
You see I’m just another snowman 
Standing in the rain and sleet 
Who loved you with his frozen love 
His second hand physique 
With all he is, and all he was 
A thousand kisses deep

I know you had to lie to me 
I know you had to cheat 
To pose all hot and hide behind 
The veils of shear deceit 
Our perfect porn aristocrat 
So elegant and cheap 
I’m old but I’m still into that 
A thousand kisses deep

I’m good at love, I’m good at hate 
It’s in between I freeze 
Been working out, but its too late 
It’s been to late for years 
But you look good, you really do 
They love you on the street 
If I could move I’d kneel for you 
A thousand kisses deep

And I’m still working with the wine 
Still dancing cheek to cheek 
The band is playing Auld Lang Syne 
But the heart will not retreat 
I ran with Diz and I sang with Ray 
I never had their sweep 
But once or twice they let me play 
A thousand kisses deep

The autumn moved across your skin 
Got something in my eye 
A light that doesn’t need to live 
And doesn’t need to die 
A riddle in the book of love 
Obscure and obsolete 
Until witnessed here in time and blood 
A thousand kisses deep

I loved you when you opened 
Like a lily to the heat 
You see I’m just another snowman 
Standing in the rain and sleet 
Who loved you with his frozen love 
His second hand physique 
With all he is, and all he was 
A thousand kisses deep

But you don’t need to hear me now 
And every word I speak 
It counts against me anyhow 
A thousand kisses deep