A special world

A Special World

A Special World For You And Me
A Special Bond One Cannot See
It Wraps Us Up In Its Cocoon
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.

Reviews

[S.F]

This poem is so well written! Your choice of words and sentence fluency is really good, it makes the reader feel something when reading it, posibly recalling ones own expirence. I think the ending stanza was wonderful!