Life as I know it...

Don't you wish you could cube me,
like cheese or a mind game with no less ingenuity,
sometimes a puzzle that equally excites as it frustrates in specificity;
In an attempt to better understand, we imitate, only to solve with efficiency,
void of any geophysical attachment,
yet paired up with the attachment's emotional counterpart screaming "caress me"...
more of a welcomed challenge than anything,
but a cube, nontheless, is still a cube,

its multi-dimensionality is not meant to be simple;

you closed your eyes, I heard you whisper...every last thing
points to just one thing...
it's complexity is what makes it valuable,
forcing end-users to admire its provider model;
sustaining time as endless as the sky consuming her inner beauty,
all units facing outward yet in their own unique odditity,
I find your thought process so charming,
a member all on its own,
you see me as intriguing,
but nothing matches the feeling,
when levels roll up to the beginning, as though life has just started before it was ever to begin...
your lid contains a nervous curiousity so appealing,
will you be able to ,
wont you know what it means...

to finally solve it, the cube of all cubes; the time arrives to finally solve it, your theory is her excitement...
your passion is her cube. her passion is finally meeting all of you..