I will find the true intentions
Behind everything
Red curtains will rise
To submit its belly to the spotlights
The rain will lose its tyrannical grip
The sun will shine
Blood will stay within flesh
Ash will turn back into paper
Holding long lost love letters
To show the answers to those who know not their questions
Who are lost within or without.

All the fragile things will mend
Shadows will form into shade
Under the the breath of longevity
The petals of the rose that has no thorns
Will stay intact
And the sanguine colors will never fade.

I will remember where the heart is
That manifests itself in so many places
I will learn the secrets that were never told
To keep them secret a little longer
And the pen that wrote these words
To show myself
A warning from past experiences
A story from the future
To create
A requiem for the epiphany
Of the things that are so obvious
A memento for all those unforgettable moments
Lest I have nothing to read while I wander aimlessly
A serenade to show my love
Under the pale moon and clear skies
A love that swims forever alone in the middle of the lake
Like a midnight swan
A slighted heaven
Forever singing to itself
A beautiful melody
With no lyrics.

I will find the words to always see their smiles
I will find the way to make not a thought awry
I will find the key to a lock that I can't open
To explore the realms of impossible
Through the threshold of the minds
That are condescended
For lack of understanding
For lack of empathy
For profusion of ignorance
All in our part
Of straying between intelligence and moronity

I will find...

...Someday.