Familiar You

I flew, I flew, I flew last night…
On a blue astral, misty plane…
On the fringes of heavens and breath…
A dreamscape I once belonged.

Senses a-fire, yet flooding a-wash…
Your hand, on my nape…
Collapsing in you, familiar you…
Need capture, once more, your gaze.

This longing, eternal and constant…
Forth and back, non-linear time…
Rejoining, ebbing, flowing…
‘Til my vessel, a-slumber, beckons me.

A familiar warmth to me…
I don’t want to escape this embrace…
Calling me across ages…
That feeling carries me here, to you.

Timeless and undying…
I will always, always find you…
My familiar you.

Conjures scenes of cosmic beauty and unending connection. A comforting sentiment that seems to parallel the "twin flame" concept.

I really enjoyed this talented expression. Welcome to mingle2, Michaela. I look forward to reading more from you.

I do not understand poem but this looks easy to read.