RUBIK'S CUBE

i twisted, i turned,
i cried and i yearned,
to comprehend his soul.
i wished and i sighed,
i choked and i cried,
wept without control.

when my eyes were dried,
i tried to decide,
how to tidy my head.
in my bag, the scare
of finding his square,
that cube and what he said.

i'm teasing my mind,
just trying to find,
how to solve his soul.
the puzzle's great key,
and his mystery,
forbidden to console.

oh, the time i spend,
just trying to mend
my torn up worn out heart.
forget the stigma,
solve the enigma,
if you think you're so smart.

smash it to pieces
fury increases
too angry to find love.
i once had a square
he was very rare
the one i had dreamed of.

he was too complex,
to ignore her vex,
and i was far to blind
the cube in one piece
would not ever cease
to tempt my shattered mind.

©Copyright 2003 Sheila Cook.