Starlight Seen Through Veils Of Tears

Is it a Belly of Muscles I see shaping underneath that turtleneck?
I never ever dreamt having the rusty trunk of a car against my Backside
That's poison for my piles, the street is glimmering, 'cause it had rained all
Night
Please, do not think that I don't appreciate your generous Offer of a Ride
Home.

I am curious now, how many pirouettes can a straight Man like you spin
Until his Compass-points all begin to blur, and his Needle finally gives in?
Am I expected now to do my best and try to catch you when you fall?
But you're a heavy Guy and like this we'll only end up lying on the floor.

Look, what the Rain has done
Snow-white has scattered her Mirrors like petals on the Ground.
So I sense a one-eyed Serpend
Rising slowly now from behind this old thundering Cloud?
Was it a trick of the Evening-star
Or had I been blinded by the passing lights
Could it be that I really saw myself reflected in his green-grey Eyes?

It's hard to waltz precissely when his towering stature casts its Shadow all over me
But since he's leading now (anyway), I might just as well step onto his feet.