Self-Portrait

Another assignment here! Based on the poem Fast-Talking Woman, don't remember who it's by. Anyway. This was supposed to be a poem about one's self, with a bit of a faster pace. I kinda like describing myself. :D

Self-Portrait

What am I?

The hopeless romantic
that's me.
Mind in the clouds
(In spite of life
or perhaps because of it?)
I think about love
(but am not in it)
No, that's wrong
I am in love
with music.

The artist
That's me as well
My fingers walk along
A sidewalk of black and white;
My perfume of choice is
Rosin and wood varnish
(Life without music
Is a desert.)

What else?
A contradiction
Order reigns on the job
(bedroom blanketed with clutter)
Words are few
(smiles are plenty)
Switchfoot on my iPod
(as well as Saint-Saens)
Trip over my own Keds
(yet still love dancing)

Is this me?
I can't tell
Add some intangibility.
Perhaps:
Dreamer,
musician,
contradiction,
and something more.