Even by twilight the air felt strange -
Night, reluctant to begin.
Birds sang on, perfecting songs 

Unheard until now. Soft breeze 
Blowing, there was a chill - or thrill 
In the air. Something was different.

Little did I know 
A girl might wait forever;
The moon finally rose. 

Wild honeysuckle, ivy, brambles, clover
Velvet moss, moonlight lover;
Feathers in our hair, flowers in our bed.

No time for talk or even thought,
Fireflies and Fairies dance tonight.
The signs were everywhere

If one could see:  shooting stars
Diamonds on the water
Dew on the thorn of the rose.

Don’t look for love 
If you don’t want to find it.
Dawn till dusk, first light till dark

The longest day, some say, 
That ever was. A magical night
Foretold. I remember the lark.

Some say angels walk at midnight 
On the shortest night of the year.