Omar 

Age 16 (my first high school love)
Do-rags

and biceps

so tempted to grab. 

White wife beater

curving off of abs. 

Red basketball pants. 

Thug talk

True love at last. 

Baby face brethren

South side veteran

Walks with weapons

Caramel complexion. 

Fierce eyes trying to hide 

that old soul inside. 

Small full lips

Perfectly to gently kiss. 

An attraction making me forget I exist

and have a life outside of his. 

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