So far off away. Interesting piece you have here. Whimisical.

as a kind of childhood poem
one that I remember as Twinkle Twinkle
Little Star.

I would write the third line as you have written
the third one in the last stanza.
"How is your beauty?"

I don't think that your second stanza makes a whole lot of sense
Maybe you could say:

Your wings cover the clouds
Fly with them, come to visit me
Come down to live

For the next one, try saying;

I hungered for your touch
I stretched to [pluck] you from the sky
But my hand was shortened
I stood on a stool
Yet I became smaller

The rest seems pretty good.
As always, these suggestions are your to use or not
as you choose. ~ Geezer