Lella M Fulton

Tag: devotion

  • My Perfect Mate

    My Perfect Mate

    Second chances are fleeting in this life,
    I still can’t believe you’ll be my wife,

    You nurtured love inside this withered heart,
    And our wedded journey today will start,

    I’ve treasured you in our years together,
    And my soul will be bound to you forever,

    I cannot explain the abundance of what I feel,
    You have softened this old heart of steel,

    I look at you this day and solemnly vow,
    I will cherish you the best way I know how,

    From the ends of the Earth to the depths of the Sea,
    You are the woman God crafted especially for me,

    You are the light of my life and my perfect mate,
    My beauty, my sweetheart, my love, and my Kate.

    by Lella M Fulton

    ©2025 Lella M Fulton

    I wrote this poem for a friend and his bride as a wedding gift. In this piece I discuss the depth and breadth of second chance love and how binding wedding vows are when you mean them all the way to your toes. This poem is a picture of how I imagine he loves his bride and sees her in his own mind.

  • Longing

    Longing

    Once upon a midnight moon, my love will come and find me soon,

    While moonlight shines upon my hair, I wait for you to meet me there,

    I clothe myself in robes of white, to be beautiful within your sight,

    The longing felt within my breast, aches deeply and won’t let me rest,

    I love thee with all my soul, I’ll wait until you make me whole.

    -Lella M Fulton

    ©2024 Copyright

    I am a die-hard romantic and in my mind, I saw a lovely young woman in Greece, wearing a white, one shouldered gown running through the moonlit night waiting to steal kisses from her love. That’s what I was thinking when I wrote this short poem. I was thinking about the white-hot passion of young love. How heart-rending it is and the longing that goes along with passionate first love.

  • I Love Thee

    I Love Thee

    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

    ©2024 Copyright

    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.