CAMELOT FANTASIES

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.

The special bond has bound us to each other
It's what has brought us together
We are eventually attracted
Many lifetimes we are never distracted

Can you feel the intensity
We are each other's propensity
I'm inclined to reach out to you
Your tendency is to call out my name in your sleep it's true

When you wake
It's serious what's at stake
Listen to the sound
With a whisper were bound