A Bed Among The Clouds Poem - Romantic English Poem

I let balloons go on purpose

giving them the freedom 

I cannot have, 

the freedom among the storm clouds that

I pine for every night,

to be blanketed in sheets

of rain drops

and tucked in by the

fingers of the wind,

with the lightning

as a night light

and a lullaby

hummed from the

throat of thunder. 

But, iron trees put down

roots in concrete,

and, darling, my feet

are fixed to the ground.

So, I let the balloons go

to give them a bed

among the clouds...!!!