He does his best to woo her
With generous, glittering squares;
Presents her with the fiesty rectangles,
Sparkling rhomboids, glistening spheres.
While she, listening closely,
Responds as best she knows;
Her soft replies are in colour,
Gentle shades and milder tones.
Each aches passionately for the other
In every conceivable way.
But though each talks, they simply don’t
Understand a word they say.
© Anne McMaster