Poem: My Spirituality Informs

My sexuality is informed by my spirituality causing me to soar not be weighted down or frowned.

I am inspired by this freedom, revolutionary, provoked without war.

My senses don’t claim my soul, but faith rules in my heart started by the love that does not depart.

This is not an either or but a both and beginning with a priority that transcends.

Some may think I’m giving up to have but I am having so I can give and live in the abundance of truth not watered down by the emotions gathered by empty feeling.

I am in love with my Lord above, walking the line knowing that I am loved not shielding myself from His love.

Grace falls on me, it’s freedom liberates me and I am changed forever more believing before feeling I’m sustained, reborn and never torn but healed serving others rather than myself.

© Exposed Loving💙, 2017

Poem: The Woes of Things Undone


My heart bursts with each wave of emotion lived in the not living given what I have left undone.
Choices escaping my grasp as I walk past what could have been but was not back then.

The pain of leaving things undone will alway come sometimes unannounced wishful thinking in every ounce.

More memories created, desires never satiated, hope slowly faded but still living despite what’s been stated.

Exposed Loving 💙, 8.22.17

A Fortuitous Meeting

Part 1

There have been only a few who knew who I was before the introduction. It was destined that we would share a little bit of time sequestered in conversation.


I thought it was just the beginning of real talk between two people but it was so much more crammed into what may appear to some as a fortuitous meeting; some minutes of not getting to tell you what I already knew about you and you not surprising me with details not even my closest friends knew.


My heart is always stimulated by the words shared in these types of coming together. There is an intimacy beyond the flesh and the mess that people get into for no reason.


Exposed Loving💙 8.3.17

Being Love & Bringing Love

She sat in the big brown recliner in her dimly lit apartment asking herself questions. Wondering what happened. Why she found herself alone. There was no easy answer. There was no understanding it. She had been asking the same questions for years.

She had it all, a great apartment, money in her pocket, wonderful personality and still there she was by herself. Why? It’s not like she did not have opportunities to get married. She had plenty of dates and attractions but nothing ever panned out and if it did it ended in lies, betrayal even cheating on their part.

As she sat on that comfortable chair being very uncomfortable she did not understand her situation but she began to accept where things were in her life. To continue to struggle against the evidence only caused heartache. Perhaps the love she had was not for a particular person but it was for many people in a bigger broader way.

How does one accept that opportunity to really be about loving the ones you’re with at any given time? How does one love that perfectly? The more she looked at her dilemma as an opportunity to do and be about her spiritual calling, a calmness took over. She exhaled for the first time deeply letting go of the why and how come. She settled into this is what she now knew about herself. This, loving others was the answer. That somehow fit.

At least for now she could walk out this part of her destiny calmer, having acceptance, at peace, being love and bringing love to the world around her. Imperfect as she knew she was she also knew that kind of perfect love could only be given to her from a Higher Source, God. It could not come from any other place.

Exposed Loving 💙, 5.6.17