It goes on kind of long, but it does offer some interesting images, my favorite being the square tiles. I think you're trying to symbolize a coldness... after all, tile is intensely cold, especially when you sleep on it! And the other image I get is of a square, which is interesting. I imagine you writing this piece for Timmy, so it seems strange and almost (forgive me... my word choice is terrible tonight) hypocritical that you use the word square, especially when the longing for him is not just a normal square but another shape that is far more complex. It seems to me that you're trying to say you're doing your best to fit into a square shape, but it's not working and all you do is feel cold from the effort.
I love the first three lines and the similarities between "mine" and "mind."
It's not one of your best, but it certainly stands out!
One thing: "our eyes are meeting and we're saying nothing, your looking around"
Shouldn't it be "you're" or am I missing something? I know you're not the type of poet who doesn't know how to spell, so I have to wonder...
