JoJo

My lady friend
My bubble girl
A bit Art Nouveau
A bit Marie Laveau
Fierce and proud
Born and raised 
in the deep South
In the magical bayou
It's JoJo not just 
for me and you
A dancer with flare
With the sweetest glare
A defender of rights
A bright light
Not afraid to jump in 
The fight
A joyful one on
The warm days
At the park
Among the trees
She brings the sun 
Out of the clouds
With her spark
A wild lover
In the colder nights
Ethereal like the green
Mist she loves to inhale
So much more real
When she speaks 
from the heart
Now that she's female