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

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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.