Laundry Love
Little Things
My heart still lifts and my shoulders relax
When you tell me you love me.
I hope those words never stop.
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I smile in the morning when I see my coffee cup
Perched under the machine's spout-of-wonder
Your I Love You is knowing my need.
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Doesn't matter who drove the car
The BEEP of the lock engaging is a signal
And our hands gravitate together in a clasped I Love You.
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Do you know that my folding your laundry is an I Love You
Thinking of you as each piece is smoothed and stacked?
Words and actions; hand in hand.
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Judey Kalchik
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Those simple little things, day in day out, are what real love is made of. They mean so much more than the big, grand gestures!
Sweet and domestic! Love this Judey!
❤
Beautiful poem! Congratulations on your Top Story!
Judey, this is lovely. Congrats on the top story
Nice written... congratulations on the top story!...
Great post
Awww. Yes. Truth in all of this. 🥰
Judey, I am in love with this poem! It speaks of all those little nuances in a REAL relationship, those little unspoken moments that feel like everyday life but put together means so much more!!
Nice work I loved it ❤️🤗 I hope my stories get to the top one day 😪💔
Beautiful work. Congratulations on your top story.
Nice work Judey!!! Love poems are always a good way to start the day. Congratulations on your Top Story.
Such touching sentiment Judey! Well done for another Vocal top story feature!
Great work! Congratulations on your Top Story,
This is beautiful, I could really feel the emotions expressed in this poem great job!
Nice and sweet... Now, why so many mismatched socks? TS! 🏆
I read this earlier, I guess I did not leave a comment. I love how you pint out what really matters, the real signs of love. Congratulations
I loved reading this -It is always the smallest of things that signify the underlying gentleness of love. No grand gestures. Super congratulations on a lovely Top Story.
Wonderful poem, Judey. Your word choices always get me; little surprises. “ I smile in the morning when I see my coffee cup Perched under the machine's spout-of-wonder Your I Love You is knowing my need.” Congrats on TS!
Love is about the little things that come naturally and without expectations. I loved this. Well done. Congrats on The Top Story
Love lies in the little things. I do wish there was less laundry though.
Congratulations on your Top Story🤩🎉🎊💕
Congratulations!
This whole poem is an “I love you” ❤️
So romantic in the simplistic way ♥️♥️♥️