They have their moments; being She being He. I love all of those moments.
Sometimes frilly and cute, Sometimes suave and handsome. The two don't **** heads. Neither of them take priority.
They /both/ take precedence. They're /both/ important to me. They /both/ make me smile. They /both/ love me.
I love Her. I love Him.
She is my love. He is my love.
My love.
(This poem is dedicated to my loving partner, Skylar. Our 1 year anniversary was on August 25th, and I took the liberty to create a poem for said partner, Skylar. I hope you like it baby!)