remains

the tatse of you remains remains in my mind..the taste so sweet.. so full of my sins..my consience say no but the evil it wins .so in private it stays. as i dream of you.. for only a second in a world free of taboo..where laws and customs and dencency are out .. and you and i embrace as...

WITHIN THE HOUR.

This is dedicated to my aunt, Irma Ferrer January 12, 1970-October 25, 1983 You were my best friend for six years of my life You would always protect me from everything I remember the time in Central Park When I got into my first fight I must have been three at the time And I threw sand in...