Loving Stringent

Requirements unfold to paper cuts
Do you belong here? Bleed a little 
Sugar rushes need patience to become reeds
Soaked in marsh grass, color is art
What's your impression of the schism
Between stars and the sky?
Say it's the church spire
Lit to aspire
To cove, cave, rove
Leave the shore for the ceiling
Of a boat unanchored to shore
Up and cups filled past the brims
Meniscus breaks and spills every vim
Tighter rigor vigors and biggers
Assigning lots and demanding stringent obedience