I’m Not A Tin of beans.

I refuse to be defined by my sexuality, It’s my state of mind, refined by my mental capacity, I don’t have a label, I’m not a tin of beans, love is love, and we’re all able,  to love by any means. I like what I like, and yes I’ve faced spite, but in time I’ll find love, in which I’ll get some respite. Love is fear and love is great, without it is tears, or maybe it’s fate. I get asked What is my preference? Ash, What tickles your fancy? Mate, I make no reference between a Sid or a Nancy. It is what is, that’s what I say, lesbian, straight, transgender or gay, gender fluid, bi or pan, we can love who we want, woman or man.