| I gave my first kiss to a statue in my aunt's garden in a still abandon cornor The Virgin Mary wrapped me in her cold, stone arms and i pressed my lips agaisnt her frigid painted ones I warmed her lips with my own I felt the after our embrace had been broken I felt my body heat trapped inside of her And years later, i can feel the stillness she left inside of me |
| first kiss |
| only really good friends can no where to look for these kind of memmories |