A special world for you and me a special bond one can not see it wraps us up in it`s cocoon and holds us fiercely in it`s wound it`s fingers spread like fine spun gold gently nested 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 it`s wake to bind us closer and keep us strong in a special world where we belong
