Reyna brown
boys
boys
Boys are weird...
Aren’t they odd?
he’ll take it to heart
to rip you apart
on a whim
so strong
so simple
the curve of a dimple
the wink of a blue eye
swaggerin’
baggy jeans
not so tough as he seems
on gleaming muscles
voices raised
fighting praised
laughter dominates
boy crushin’
cheeks blushin’
gone lovin’