Eyes of melancholy stare back at me;
As I look at the mirror of my life.

My heart aches and the only thoughts that can lift
my spirits are thoughts of romance.
True romance.

Not the romance that relates only to love;
But the love that relates to romance.
The passion that relates to romance.
The romance between the pen and the paper.
The romance I feel for the poetry I write.
The romance I feel for philosophy, literature,
and good conversation…
and yes, even women;
Especially women;
But especially life;
Anyone who feels romantic about life…
is a true romantic.