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.


The clock ticks,
Tick, tick, tick,
The second hands’ movement a constant in the quiet house.
The residents sleep, as I stand watch.
My eyes start to droop as the night ticks on.
School books read, paperwork done,
Just time, before I can go to bed.
Will you be there to greet me at dawn?
Fast asleep in my bed, covers barely covering  your lean, naked body.
A sleepy smile on your face, as you pull me in close and nuzzle my neck.
Your soft snore, erasing  the ticking of the clock.
Your hot breath on my neck, warms me from the cold  January air.
Your embrace, the last thing I notice before drifting off to sleep.

~Jodie Nicole~


The nights are long,
the days short.
My mind keeps me awake most of the night,
my body sleeps most the day.

No reason to get out of bed.
No desire to get out of my head.
No need to do either.

My day off over, the need to function begins.
I adapt to keep my reality hidden,
and tie my mask into place.

~Jodie Nicole~