There is a
Box which I
Keep tucked away
Somewhere south of
My chin and
North of stomach
Where I keep
Trinkets and baubles
And of which
Few ever see
I showed you
Last night this
Treasure trove explained
Things and let
You touch delicately
You handled things
With care and
Compassion no longer
Hidden they are
Now ours to
Play with pretend
With dream with
And simply enjoy