Flying silently all around,
on your descent from the ceiling to the ground.
Fly, why must you pester my mind
with your soft and buzzing cries.
I just want you to leave me be,
please Fly, just exit through your way of entry.
Stop swooping over my head,
I don't want your touch, which I forbid.
Please Fly, just leave me alone,
fly off away to your little Fly home.
Sep 26, 2013
Sep 26, 2013 at 8:19 PM UTC
Flying silently all around,
on your descent from the ceiling to the ground.
Fly, why must you pester my mind
with your soft and buzzing cries.
I just want you to leave me be,
please Fly, just exit through your way of entry.
Stop swooping over my head,
I don't want your touch, which I forbid.
Please Fly, just leave me alone,
fly off away to your little Fly home.
My first poem