By Jo-Anne Carlson
He or she
You, me,
Together.
I feel free,
No matter
The parts you have.
He or she,
Within, without,
Never defines
The love I give
You, me,
Together.
The person within
Brings joy, and still
Who you are
Is all that matters,
The love I give
You, me
Together
Jo-Anne Carlson is a writer, artist and musician. Check out her websites: www.expressionsbyjo.com and www.lifebyjo.com.
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