How do I drop you without Gravity? (Quoted from the Film Inception)

Elegant word of adamantine grace,
of platinum sheen and celestial height
adorned for the few who value its gains.
I am taking this sonnet by surprise
and gaining high altitude. Hear my Sighs

How do I drop you without gravity?

How make you an Iamb of red and gold?

Housecleaning the memory of dust and mold,

I ask and in reply, a bleak bird squeeks.

Go! airborne inertia of slavish design!

I am in flight and my feathers are singed,

once and twice and five times. Rhythmic Rhymes

sounds that cross, pass, and entwine in my verbs,

I will I will I will land this line in good Time.