One day a girl came across a box,
With secrets she could not unlock,
Which now sits in the perfect spot,
Its not too big, but neither small enough,
So what can it be inside this box ?

Patricia had too much curiosity,
She looks with much generosity,
She was told not to open it up,
All she can do is,
To admire this tiny box.

Do you think it’s a simple  box ?
One who can have a red fox,
Or just my ***** red socks,
She is still wondering what's inside that box.

In a box,
Are secrets  untold,
Some are new,
And some are old.

To reach inside ,
And read my mind,
The thoughts I've
Not yet left behind.

If material is what you seek,
Then, Honey this place is surely bleak,
Void of gold and shimmering jewels,
Filled only with words and books.

There lies your lonely box,
It has no doors  and no locks,
And on the walls, a million clocks,
Who torment you with ceaseless tocks.

Hidden in the depths of my soul,
Locked tightly with codes,
Break the seal and you will see,
How magic just one box can be.

And on her door I lightly knock,
And to her  I softly talk;
Honey,it’s time to open your box.

The moment is dazzling in the sky,
And that I won't decline,
The chance to be open,
The chance to be kind.

In words I can't find,
Nor I can describe,
While you still wonder what its inside,
Genuine thought strikes my mind ;
"Lets open it up"*

Stef Devid Alexandru ©

PS : For those who wonders,she really really liked the content of that box. ;)