i fell in love with the night
as a person of unstated color
and I wished to wander through the clouds beside him
there is no perfection here
but the night would take me for who I am
in the dark my color is not burdened with the dawning of the day
but the simple moon and stars provide enough to guide my way
to run and be chased by my growing aspirations
to be free and swept away by the night
the sunlight is a prison that binds me by the day
but with everlasting kindness the moon will hold me as I fall into the sky
my preference is for the dark
for light hinders my dreams
YOU ARE READING
Almost Beautiful
Poetrya poetry collection that's not that great. lots of variation! most of it doesn't rhyme. sorry. and I have e e cummings tendencies. sorry for that too. 2014-2016
