Favouritism: a poem.

As someone who is a proud member of the LGBTQIA+ community, I wanted to share a poem I once wrote about my two favourite colours. It is a part of me and who I am. This is my poem...


Favouritism:

My two favourite colours are lilac and dark blue.
Don't ask why my favourite two
each of those hues.
I don't know myself how I came to choose
a mysterious shade and a calming one too.
To be honest, I haven't really a clue,
though I guess there was a sudden love that grew and grew.
But please don't think this is something new.
My love for lilac's been here some few years now, only a few.
While I have had a lot longer passion for the shade of dark blue.
I have tops, jackets, shackets and even shoes
in my two favourite colours that I find so 'ooh'!


That is my poem on my two favourite colours! Something different for you all today...


Until next time,


Thomas (they/them).

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