rough (emphasis on rough) draft of a poem for my creative writing class. if you have any suggestions or thoughts in regards to it PLEASE comment them! i am not a poet and i could use the help. (for one, i think i need to do something about the unintentional repetition of the third line and the last line as it might come off as contradictory.)
All my life I have known I belong to the Night. I am reaching— Out— Incessantly— Breathlessly— Devout. i find myself… at windows: territories of warmth and chill; oh so deceptively bound from one another and yet… i’ve stolen my fill. Amongst settling dusk, melodies milky and sweet g l i d e from shadowed ships above enchant me entangle me towards a boundless Be. All Mine. that is: i mean: at the least: i may belong to myself.
Beautiful and haunting