Incredulous Love

I love you.
You know I didn’t always —
hated, loathed, despised —
never ever expected love
to enter in.
I can’t dispute
you deserve the wrath.
I let you sabotage my life
to shambles yet clung
to you as my only hope —
such a dope I was — and you.
Your ugly face remains the same
but changed expansively
to something fair,
near radiant at times.
We’ve blossomed, you and I,
my mirror image.
I stand before you, humble,
calm, amazed to love you.