[Poem] I Understand

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In honor of World Poetry Day, here is a piece from my book Like. Love. Lust., available on Amazon.

I Understand
by DNC

Delicate kisses on the nape of my neck,
Remind me of a long night and heated sheets.
Your index finger takes a ride on my endless curves.
Remembering all the shortcuts and dead ends that you graciously seek.

Pillow cases damp from the clinching of my teeth.
The neighbors would not and could not know your name,
Not at least this soon,
Not at least without some additional inner peace.

Peace of mind to know that what was done was real.
Real emotion. Real intentions. Real connection. Real for me.
How could something so sweet and innocent,
Make my body lose control and release this inner beast?

A shy girl now lost in erotic thick bushes and tall canopies,
Steps back out of the shadow a lioness.
Proud, sensual, carefree and in control of her land,
Her temple, her very own savannah masterpiece.

A perfect arch calls for our body to meet, right in the middle where I can see.
Understanding now how to get what I want from a willing soul.
Understand that my body is much more than a night.
It’s the answer to your condition, your life’s vital remedy.


#12DaysofaShortStory Challenge – Day 10

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Here we go–Day 10! I’m back on it and I hope you’re enjoying the story. Let me know what you think in the comments section and make sure you’re up to date. Catch Day 8 and 9 here.

The Season for Living: Part X

The short hand reaches the long hand and I know that 8:45 p.m. is his lunchtime. I dial his number and it rings. I wait and I wait. He’s not picking up but I’m willing to wait some more.  

Our short time away from each other on the phone has opened up new thoughts and wants. I want to know what we could be. I’ve thought about how much he means to me. So, I’ll wait for him to pick up.  

Then he does. “Tee, I’ve got to…” 

I have to interrupt him before my confidence waivers.  

“Cade just listen; I love you too. I’ve loved you for a while now but more as a friend, which also seems to be like a relationship but you know what I mean. If this is love, I’m willing to try it. I just can’t lose us. I need us to work, either in a relationship or as friends but I need us. I think you’d agree when I say that this friendship is unlike others. It’s not necessarily normal but it’s for us. Just like a relationship would be. It’s a unique situation that I love and the common denotator of it all is you.” 

I take a breath and give him a moment to squeeze something in, and he doesn’t. I listen to the air in the background and I continue.  

“I felt something when I first saw you and I’ve felt it ever since. It wasn’t until you said something that I even realized that these feelings were more than just a friendship. You’re closer than any of my girlfriends and more loving than my father. You’ve been around when I didn’t know that I needed you. You’ve listened when I didn’t know I needed to talk. You’ve looked at me when I’ve felt ugly and worthless and told me that I was worth more than the world deserved. You’ve filled my soul with what it needed far before I knew what I wanted. But now I know I want you. I want us. I want to try this, together.” I waited one last time for a rebuttal but nothing.  

“So, what do you think Cade?” Silence. And then I hear a murmur in the background and his voice yelling at someone.  


The phone hangs up. 

To be continued tomorrow…

#12DaysofaShortStory Challenge – Day 7-ish

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Bear with me guys. I’m fighting a cold but the story must go on! Check out Day 7 below and if you missed Day 6, read the story here.

The Season for Living: Part VII

Butterflies circled in my belly. I nervously waited on his answer but I’m not sure why. What he said was beautiful so what am I worried about? Maybe it’s because…I don’t know if I feel the same. I mean I care deeply for him. I love him as a bff, or even my bro but I’m not sure about my man. I don’t want to disappoint him.  

“Well,” his voice was calmer than the moment before but still a bit agitated, “I don’t know exactly when it happened Tee. I’ve cared for you for a long time.” 

“I know. I care for you too.” Hopefully he didn’t equate that statement to his. “But loving me is different. You’ve never shown me more that friendship. I mean…this is sort of weird.” 

The silence over the phone this time was stiff. Am I doing to him what old boy did to me back in the day? I won’t do that to him.  

“Cade, this is so new to me. Please don’t be upset. I just need to time to think about everything.  

“I’m not asking for a commitment Tee. I’m just telling you what I’ve learned about myself. I know what I want to do professionally and I know who I want to be with personally.” 

First, I was jealous of the love I thought he had for Angie, and now I’m jealous of self-assurance. He knew what he wanted and I wanted to know too.  

“Hey Cade, I’ve got to use the bathroom. Let me call you back.” That was the only thing I could say to keep us from another awkward silence. I need time to think. 

To be continued tomorrow… 

#12DaysofaShortStory Challenge – Day 3-ish

Okay, I’ll admit it. The amazingly awesome, but still roughish, sex made me fall fast for him. I think he opened up a side of my sexuality I never knew I had.

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Ok, I know. I’m late on this one but the day got away from me yesterday but it’s here. Check out Day 3-ish. Wait…if you missed Day 2, go catch up here.

The Season for Living: Part III

Cameron Michaels was the roughest mistake I’ve ever made. Not the worst but absolutely rough. He was like climbing a cactus then sliding down a dried out 150-year old creek. And still some how I wanted to love him.  

Okay, I’ll admit it. The amazingly awesome, but still roughish, sex made me fall fast for him. I think he opened up a side of my sexuality I never knew I had. It was like trying to tame a wild horse, no more like riding the oldest wooden roller-coaster at Six Flags. Yeah, like that – bumpy the entire way but exhilarating by the end. 

Sex was blinding though. I thought the way he threw me around the bedroom meant that he actually cared about me. Maybe even that he wanted a relationship. Sure, we spent only six hours a day together, and it was normally at night. And when we spoke in the daytime it was only through text but he’s a busy man. He was a security guard, driver and bouncer, and that was just Monday through Friday.  

We didn’t go out but we watch shows and movies when he came over before the rodeo began. In those six hours, he made me feel wanted, like I was worth his time and love. He was my first true lover without the love. I’m lying again. I did love him. I just didn’t know he didn’t love me until I said it on night forty-six, when he finally invited me to his apartment. 

We were laying there, sweaty and exhausted and the timing seemed perfect, so I said it. It just fell out onto the pillow and he said nothing. Our musk was sweet to me but then it seemed like he didn’t care for it anymore. He got up and went to the shower. He’d never done that before. I’m sure he showers afterwards but it had to be after I left.  

I knew I had done something wrong but I hoped it was just my anxiety. He was in there for what felt like an hour and I got the hint. I got my clothes on, took my phone off the charger and waited for a little while longer at the bedside. He didn’t come out. I knocked on the door and said “I’m about to go.” 

He said, “Okay. Cool.” Cool it wasn’t but whatever. I never heard from him again. It was a great lesson for me though. Through the tears and minor heartache, my soul learned that sex doesn’t equate to love. At least not for me. Oh, and it taught me never to say “I love you” before him. Never. Ever.  

So, I totally get why Cade was holding back. You have to, at least until she tells him what he needs to hear.  

“I get it man,” I finally responded. I totally get it and he’s definitely on the right track. I hope she doesn’t disappoint him. He’s a good guy and he deserves real love. 

To be continued tomorrow…okay really later tonight. 🙂