A love poem to Blue

Yesterday I
Fell in love with the sky
I didn't intend to
But it was so blue

The sky drew me in with her musical call
The problem with flying is fear of the fall
But with you it's a joy to fell gravity pull
I gladly relinquish my hold on control

I'm in love with the way your hair's always a mess
And how you always manage to spill on your dress
I always want more, always more, never less
How euphoric to dive into the sky helpless

Today I
Fell into the sky
I don't know how to land
And I don't think I can