A romantic

You may not believe me, but
I am a romantic, even after
all these years of smoothing
over the surface cracks that
reveal the soft beating heart
beneath the exterior shell.

A romantic, yes!

But not of the usual kind that
paint beautiful pictures and say
fine words that seem to connect
with all the expectations and
charming manners you like to see.

No, not of the usual kind!

Deep and kind, seeking hope
where there’s no hope at all.
Being the force that secretly takes
the low and lifts it up high.

Yes, I am a romantic as much
as I am a fool.