I was changed by the wind.
He ran his cold fingers over my skin.
He showed me something new. A whole new religion.
I won't feel bad for this so-called sin.
I'm a new woman now. No longer feel the shame.
If you ever ask, God is the one to blame.
I blame his nonexistence. I blamed it from the start.
For he knew the thunder would raise hell in my heart.
-Banana
