Stained sheets tousled, like her hair.
Radiant glow, bodies flushed, pair entwined in a dream filled sleep.
One moves the other follows, maintaining that basic connection.
A touch, leg to leg, shoulder to back, hand to hip…
The need to know the other is there, fulfilled. The desire to never let go sustained in the moment.
For the moment is all that matters.

©Jodie Nicole

Authors original version and note can be found here.


I do not need the recognition,
Or sales.
I do not require being seen,
Just heard.

One voice among the millions,
Easily drowned out
Except by those who need to hear it.
The ones whom my words touch,
The few that need the spark,
Those who need to know they are not alone.

~Jodie Nicole~

Written in lettrs on 12/3/18