A deep fiery red that burns so
The blinding white that punctures the
It crawls within the depths of the soul, hidden behind
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.