Simply chant to the rhythm of a traditional skipping rhyme – use a skipping rope if it helps.
Girls are brilliant,
boy are too,
but I am neither,
pink nor blue.
Lesbian, gay,
transgender, bi
queer, non-binary,
A P I
Call me ze
not he or she,
neutral pronouns
they suit me.
Don’t judge me
I’m not like you,
I don’t need a label
in your zoo.
You are the guardian ghost in my dreams
You hear the sound of my unvoiced screams
You are the pair to my single glove
You are the one that I love
Your loss is the fear that keeps me awake
Your absence the cold when I swim in a lake
You are the songbird to my one note dove
You are the one that I love
You are the right whenever I’m wrong
You are the words to my unsung song
You are the one that I always think of
When my life turn to words of love
When you are no longer the breath in my ear
When you are no longer the first voice I hear
If I find again I’m that lost single glove
You will still be the one that I love
