To my zky

To my beautiful blue sky
My cerulean blue sky
I worry throughout the night
if my love was all for naught
so I sit in the moonlight 
with glistening thought
Oh, how can the sky compare to you
The sun can only compare to your radiance,
The voluptuous clouds remind me of you,
The whispers of the wind hauntingly similar to your voice
Those whispers inside my head
your sultry moans against my adultery
Oh, the tears I shed, how I wish I was dead