"First" Kiss

My sweet first kiss 

Of woman’s lips 

Left my mother worried 

I told her it meant nothing 

But in that eternal moment 

It meant the world to me 

I said I’d never do it again

So I hid my so called sin 

From her eyes 

And those of god 

I mapped her lips 

Pressed her close 

Trying and fighting 

Not to fall on bent knees 

and say my hail marys

I continued all the same 

My sweet first kiss 

Of woman’s lips 

I became who I am. 


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