In that level of consciousness between sleep and wakefulness, the alpha level as it is sometimes called, the mind is in touch with memories that have long been relegated to the subconscious. That is apparently what is occurring here, as the speaker recalls scenes "of another life/ That has long since passed". I don't think reincarnation is referred to here; rather, a past relationship "Beyond time and space." These are memories, I think, of one no longer with us. They are seemingly pleasant ones, for the speaker wants to snuggle close. Perhaps they have been suppressed because the loss was too painful. Here, the pain is gone.
Your word are like a gentle stillness, they flow softly with coziness, the special about this poem is the personal touch that gave it a certain warmth.
Memories can always warm the loneliest bed in a cold room. They speak without need of words, so deeply entangled at our roots, that we blossom when they're near.
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7 Years Ago
Yes they are comforting. He is 1200 miles from me and it has been 10 years since I've seen him but w.. read moreYes they are comforting. He is 1200 miles from me and it has been 10 years since I've seen him but we have remained friends. He is my best friend whom I can talk to about anything. We both have people we love in our lives. I may never see him again but we stay connected
Beautiful, warm memories that seem to awaken the soul to those sweet, warm moments of life. Every line is tender, smooth and moving to the mind and heart. Brings a wonderful sadness.
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7 Years Ago
It is a wonderful sadness of sorts. We are still friends. He lives 1,200 miles from me now. But once.. read moreIt is a wonderful sadness of sorts. We are still friends. He lives 1,200 miles from me now. But once in awhile I allow myself to drift back in time for a few seconds.
7 Years Ago
May the sweetest reflections always lift you, and the distance have no hold over you.
Dreaming with eyes open, and a body felt alive, oh how we encompass such ideas and emotions in such small bottle, frasco di perfume. Let it spread its smell, the metals wont be too far from the magnet
In the warmth and security of ones bed when the reality of a cold and calculating world is for now obsolete, positive memories often drift into our consciousness of a time when life was much more idyllic!
Nice write, loved the sentiment in this yearning poetic reminisce!
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7 Years Ago
Thank you so much for your kind words. Those are moments I don't often think of but I alway myself t.. read moreThank you so much for your kind words. Those are moments I don't often think of but I alway myself the guilty pleasure of it here and there
Dreams and thoughts. Seem to haunt our moments before sleep.
"Encompassing me
In Satin love
Snuggling in close
I allow myself to remember.Encompassing me In Satin love Snuggling in close I allow myself to remember."
I like and I understand the above lines. I must meditate to clear my head. Brain always thinking too much. Thank you dear friend for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote
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7 Years Ago
Thank you kind poet for your words. Only in those moments do I allow my mind to drift back to him.
First off I'm on here to post my writing to have an outlet for my emotions. You will find a variety of poems. If you like take a moment and stroll through this poets mind.
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