Lella M Fulton

Tag: love poem

  • 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.