I want to thank you for those dirty footprints from the door to the bedroom and the stained clothes left next to the bed. They are the evidence left behind of the exhaustingly hard day of work you had. A hard working young man like you is hard to come by. You enjoy learning and growing as a person. You are my best friend, the keeper of my secrets, my support and my comfort. I love your rough hands and the loving way they gently caress me. Your lips feel so soft as you playfully kiss me. Those thin strong arms are my security while they embrace me until the world goes dark. When we are together I am home.
I want you to know that I am here for you in every way, to support and compliment you. We have become one flesh and only god has the power to tear us apart. I will do my best to put god first and be granted eternity with you. Being your wife has been my greatest accomplishment. This bumpy road we are on will make us face many challenges but I have made a decision to love you every time the season changes. You are not a you nor I an I but we are we, this is us and our. God has shown us love and we are blessed. He protects us with shield and sword therefore there is nothing to fear of the road ahead. I love you, my sweet husband. Thank you for all that you are and all that you will become.
How Do I Love Thee? (Sonnet 43)
Elizabeth Barrett Browning, 1806 – 1861