The Lore of the Modern Romantic Lore of the modern romantic Is the deep and lonely howl Of winter wind Weaving flakes of snow Into an unscathed white blanket That wraps around every sleeping thing Is bare feet On dewed grass That dances in the cool breeze Of dawn Is creaking wood And well loved stories Stacked on ornate shelves By the soft glow of candlelight Warming the library As rain patters down outside Is the smell Of warm bread Kneaded By loving hands As golden sunlight peers through The herbs hanging effortlessly From the window pane Is sun kissed shoulders Scaling grassy cliffs The sea sparkling behind Like an old friend Is a field Of fresh wild flowers Whispering secrets In the temperate spring breeze Is a bowl of fresh “Fruit and veg” Complete with nature’s Sweet kiss Of beauty
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