A world for us

A special world for you and me
a special bond one cannot see
it wraps us up in its coccone andholds us fircely in its womb

its fingers spread like fine spun gold
gently nestling to the fold
like thread its hold 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 keeps us strong
in a special world where we belong