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Lesbians Are Purple
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Someone once told me that love was tangerine,
Like a bottle of Fanta.
Fizzy, fizzy fanta.
Maybe that's the wrong simile,
But what does it matter?
It's not true, anyway.
Love between a man and a woman.
Between two straight, accepted people,
Without thoughts that may be labeled as
'queer' or 'strange',
May be tangerine.
But our love isn't.
The two boys who live in the apartment next door?
The ones who study hard,
Earn high grades in uni,
And create the most beautiful art you've ever seen?
Their love isn't tangerine.
Those two girls you see talking in the store,
The one with the innocent, girly-girl style,
And the cutting-edge punk?
Their love, even hidden, isn't tangerine.
The sullen girl in your local music store,
With the pale skin and bulky clothing?
Her boyfriend, the bright and cheery blond,
Who seems to have every girl after him but never strays?
Their love isn't tangerine.
Because those boys like boys.
And those girls like girls.
And that girl likes girls and boys.
They aren't 'straight', like society wants.
They're bent out of shape, but in a good way.
Like an abstract Picasso is, or that local sculpture
That you just don't understand but love anyway.
Gay, Bi,
Trans, Lesbian,
Non-binary or else,
Their love isn't tangerine.
Their love is purple.
Like a bottle of Fanta.
Fizzy, fizzy fanta.
Maybe that's the wrong simile,
But what does it matter?
It's not true, anyway.
Love between a man and a woman.
Between two straight, accepted people,
Without thoughts that may be labeled as
'queer' or 'strange',
May be tangerine.
But our love isn't.
The two boys who live in the apartment next door?
The ones who study hard,
Earn high grades in uni,
And create the most beautiful art you've ever seen?
Their love isn't tangerine.
Those two girls you see talking in the store,
The one with the innocent, girly-girl style,
And the cutting-edge punk?
Their love, even hidden, isn't tangerine.
The sullen girl in your local music store,
With the pale skin and bulky clothing?
Her boyfriend, the bright and cheery blond,
Who seems to have every girl after him but never strays?
Their love isn't tangerine.
Because those boys like boys.
And those girls like girls.
And that girl likes girls and boys.
They aren't 'straight', like society wants.
They're bent out of shape, but in a good way.
Like an abstract Picasso is, or that local sculpture
That you just don't understand but love anyway.
Gay, Bi,
Trans, Lesbian,
Non-binary or else,
Their love isn't tangerine.
Their love is purple.
Written for Spirit Day, and also as a sequel to my other piece, 'Love is Tangerine'.
About the title: I was trying to think of a title, and someone I was talking to online said "Lesbians are purple" (We were talking about Spirit Day). That line, for some reason, stuck, and here we are. c:
About the title: I was trying to think of a title, and someone I was talking to online said "Lesbians are purple" (We were talking about Spirit Day). That line, for some reason, stuck, and here we are. c:
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