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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 nesting 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.
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Journal of Vidal
PoetryCollection of poems a close friend left me when he left the USA. They're mainly love poems and stories. I hope you enjoy! **I have his approval to publish them here.
