My pink friends only wanted blue,
they shared their feelings, mine unfelt.
My blue friends only wanted pink
but not my shade, I never dwelt.
I thought I’d want a love azure,
but only sometimes; rare, that was.
And when cerulean asked to date
rejection came as breathing does.
All on my own and so it went,
there must be something wrong, I thought.
My nose, too big, my body too,
a constant battle inside fought.
Though now I know some reasons why;
guard up, eyes down, don’t look or see.
I’ve built a wall of bricks and fear
perceive-me-nots, grown just for me.
Rosé went walking by one day
my mind then whispered, maybe, oh!
A future living freely, my
admission, inside, hope aglow.
So for myself I will be loud
unleashed and uninhibited,
appreciation endless, now
my love can be unlimited.
For years I claimed that midnight tint
and still. But now I see much more.
Of cobalt lilac fuchsia blush,
with every shade, it's love galore.
I think it’s time to tell the world -
to scream to yell or even shout,
my soul deserves abundant joy
I’m happy, grateful. Now, I’m out.
Happy *almost* Pride Month :) If you're reading this, I'm bisexual! Same old Jenna, just much happier with herself and with life.
Comments (1)
Jenna, this is SO beautiful. Beautiful imagery, beautiful sentiment, and such beautiful meaning 🩵💜🩷