30-Day Blog Challenge (Day 2)

Meaning of my blog name.
I was pretty excited about this, honestly, because it took me a good six hours to truly decide what I was going to call this. I went through music quotes, my entire book of Carl Sandburg poems, all my Charles Bukowski (I'm not a hipster I promise), and finally, FINALLY, went into my old standby, the first book of poetry I ever owned and the speaker of my soul, Leonard Cohen.
Part music, part poetry, the poem I chose is the title of my blog: A Thousand Kisses Deep. And, before I explain why, I'm going to let you read it.


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 mirror 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
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 high behind
The veils of sheer deceit
Our perfect porn aristocrat
So elegant and cheap
I'm old but I'm still into that
A thousand kisses deep

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

The autumn slipped 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
Till witnessed here in time and blood
A thousand kisses deep

I'm good at love I'm good at hate
It's in between I freeze
Been working out but it's too late
It's been too late for years
But you look fine you really do
The pride of Boogie Street
Somebody must have died for you
A thousand kisses deep

I loved you when you opened
Like a lily to the heat
I'm just another snowman
Standing in the rain and sleet
But you don't need to hear me now
And every word I speak
It counts against me anyhow
A thousand kisses deep.
Beautiful, no? Not only am I in love with what it says, I'm also in love with the sounds and how it rolls off you tongue. "My mirror twin, my next of kin, I'd know you in my sleep"
The love and pain spoken in this poem hits down really deep for me (well, all of them do)- in a way, this is how I love, how I suffer when people leave my life. I live my life "a thousand kisses deep."

Specific line explainations:

~"My mirror twin my next of kin
I'd know you in my sleep"               This line honestly, to this day, reminds me of my ex AB. I think the two of us spent so much time sleeping, just honestly sleeping together that I felt closer on a certain level than I have to anyone else. It's hard to admit or explain that to people, because they tend to ask if I still care about him like that. I don't. I care about him as a friend but our love passed a long time ago. But I still miss that connection in a way.

~"With all he is and all he was
A thousand kisses deep"
How I love. I shouldn't though, because I end up getting more and more hurt each time.

~"But you don't need to hear me now
And every word I speak
It counts against me anyhow
A thousand kisses deep"
This is how I feel a lot- I know I shouldn't, but I do.

And, because I can't come up with a good conclusion, I'm just gonna sign off with a smile.

Taloodles,
Amanda