unimaginable beauty: fly fairy, fly.

Monday, November 30, 2009

fly fairy, fly.

I am a beautiful fairy.
I have colourful wings that gently flutter on my back, lifting me high into the air and carrying me along with the soft summer breezes.
I float through the air, with bees buzzing and birds humming all around me. I fly with the butterflies, and I am
wild, a pretty little part of nature that no one can capture.
I am completely free and I don't need the affections of an insanely handsome, but out of reach man to make me happy.

I am so tempted to just fly right out of here and never come back.