Special

A special world for you and me
A special bond one cannot see
It wraps us up in its coccoon
And holds us fiercely in its womb

Its fingers spread like fine spun gold
Gently nestling us to the fold
Like silken thread it holds us fast
Bonds like this are meant to last

And though at times a thread may break
A new one forms in its wake
To bind us closer and keep us strong
In a special world, where we belong



Poetry by muriel
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Written on 2009-05-22 at 00:06

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