Seeking The Sky...

My every foible, every flaw,
Lingering glances, dropping jaw,
None of it will I ever conceal,
I've your trust, I've shed my peel.

You may well ask me to leave,
Yet, I won't take to make believe,
I do not fear being cast aside,
I adore you, won't take you for a ride.

Yes, I might be flooded with emotion,
But, I don't need a remedial potion,
With you, I'm at peace, at ease,
Can tranquility ever be a disease?

I do sense I'm on a shaky verge, 
Can't turn back, I did already try;
I must dare to dream to merge,
As the seas steadily seek the sky.