The Search

A deep fiery red that burns so


The blinding white that punctures the


It crawls within the depths of the soul, hidden behind

the grey,

underneath the lies, behind the truth,

and around the corners of contorted lips.

To find this thing, this object, this intangible


dig deeper through the shades and ribbons of rainbow.

Ribbons of jealousy, of sorrow, of happiness, of desire.

If there's enough persistence, enough want, enough heart,

love will be found in the oddest of places.