NaBloPoMo Day 23: Poetic Memories

My husband sent me this the other day with a note asking, “Remember those times I kissed you goodnight?” Indeed, those kisses would knock me for a loop. I barely remembered to get off the elevator at my floor the first night we kissed. ❤


Just Because
by Natalie Dorsch

I walked up the door,
shut the stairs,
said my shoes,
took off my prayers,
turned off my bed,
got into the light,
all because
you kissed me goodnight.


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