Be free

A cig tap dances across
chapped lips, ready to
taste different flavors
of the rainbow.

Outward expressions of
unisex hide body awkwardness,
and anti social butterflies
floating around inside

Crimson hues cover expressive
azure irises, avoiding staring
questions of man or women?

A smirk deflects people's quiet
perspective that still barely hangs
on within a closed off closet.

Black heels extinguish this cancer
stick; a green dress flows.

Lungs scream out-

"I am both". Rainbow lips
purse into a smile.