Once upon a time, sleeping a night out on the forest floor sounded like the most romantic thing in the world.
...maybe it still does.
lyrics
Follow me down to the deep forest bower,
Your hand in my hand
For in the haze of the long gloaming hours,
Across the land
The eve of May, with sunlit lips, kisses green branches
Likewise our love is greener than the spring
And 'neath these broad greenwood branches,
I shall wear your ring.
And I will crown you with a wreath woven of roses
And I will wear a gown of white for the maiden queen
And midst the flowers and the mosses,
You will be my king.
And we shall gather us hawthorn and fern
And bathe in the dewshine,
Then, with our arms full of blossoms, return
To watch the sun rise.
And in the morning, you and I wedded will be
Before the eyes of the Lady and the Lord of the Green
Blessed by the songbirds in the trees,
We shall greet the spring.
I could listen to Lauren sing forever. Her writing is vivid and sensitive, sweetly and painfully human--never apologizing for sharp corners and rough edges. The beauty of her spirit shines through. Summer Russell
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