Line the inside of the little box
With your precious skin
And make yourself cozy
Just as you would in your own home
Make space voyages inside her
Gather stars make time squirt its milk
And sleep in the clouds
Just don't go around pretending
You're more important than her length
And wiser than her width
If you do we'll sell her for a song
Your box and everything inside her
To the first fleecer to the wind
We don't care about profit
And we don't keep spoiled goods
So don't keep saying
It's we who told you this
From inside the little box
The Owners Of The Little Box
Vasko Popa
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Poem topics: home, sleep, song, space, time, wind, milk, skin, precious, cozy, I love you, I miss you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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