I love thee in many ways, how shall I count them now?
I love the way you smile at me, with joy upon your brow.

I love that you are generous, even when I’m being a hag.
I love that you still grope me, even though my breasts have begun to sag.

I love that you treat me kindly, even when I’m feeling blue.
I love that you overlook the way, my waist has gotten huge.

I love that you are dependable, and you believe in the greater good.
I love that you stand for what is right, when no one else would have stood.

I love that you rarely cry, and that you hardly sit and brood.
I love that your sense of humor, is often pretty rude.

I love the sarcasm in your soul, it finds kinship with me.
I love you love adventure, and new things we get to see.

I love that you like my mind, and find passion in my thoughts.
I love that you calm me down, when my stomach is tied in knots.

I love the way you kiss my lips, and show me that you care.
I love when you touch me, it’s like an answered prayer.

I love thee in so many ways, I couldn’t name them all.
I love thee so very much, in my heart you’re ten feet tall.

~Lella M Fulton

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I wrote this as a touching ode to unconditional love and devotion. I love my husband so much. I am celebrating the beauty my spouse sees in me, even after all the years together. I still love his quirks, resilience, and his unwavering support. I admire my spouse deeply and I don’t know how to express that to him.