Ode to the Hill Under the Stars

O
How you
Beckon me;
O
How you
Call to me;
O
How twilight
Dances upon your
Derelict surface.

The moonlight
Caresses your
Every feature.
The stars wink
And smile
Down at your face
While a slight wind
Bustles through
Your hair—intoxicating
Me with the warm chill
Of a fresh night.

You are pure
And infinite.
Whilst resting upon your bosom,
The heavens glance
Down into my soul
And fill me with wonder.
I lay in
The in-between.
The never changing,
The never ending,
Surreal landscape
Shaped from my dreams
And formed in my Reality.

O
How I am
born anew whilst tucked in
By your tender embrace.
I am at peace.
My mind is set free
When you calm my
Tensed nerves and
Evaporate my troubles
With your serene tranquility.
Enveloped by darkness,
I feast on the moonlight
And become one with the
Hill under the stars.

The "O" Thing isn't really working for me. Maybe it's the technique, maybe it's just the big hole-shape on the page, but it just doesn't look pretty. The verse is also quite inconsistant with the rest of the poem.

"How twilight / Dances upon your / Derelict surface." - Beautiful description, it creates quite a vivid image, and the aliteration sounds nice.

The whole thing is quite beautiful actually. I got the impression of a child growing up with many fond memories in this place, and turning into an adult. It's quite captivating. I genuinely enjoyed reading this. Keep it up

Many thanks for your review!

Do you recommend that I combine the "O" lines with their respective next lines (ex: O, how you...) or do you advise me to take them out completely to better the overall flow and appeal of the poem? I added the "O" at specified points in my poem to satisfy the rules of my assignment, so I hold no real strong attachment to them in regards to this piece.