Romance

One of my earlier poems, written I think during a trek in the kodai hills way back in 2001!!

Romance in the air I breathe now,
romance in my soul....

is it this place?

But, we can find romance, can't we
in that elusive dream...
in tomorrow's hope?

My feet feels the morning dew on the grass,
I feel romance in my nerves...

Racing by, through the fields,
a battered tape player playing my favourite classics,
smell of pine and eucalyptus,
village sounds and smells
a backdrop of hills,
the picture of romance.

But then again,
is the romance in the picture
or in me?