Fly Poem by Pitta Sudarshan Dev

How sweet it would be if I were a Fly
that I can fly to any far and to any corner
find my angel and see her admiring always
I can fly to sky above if she is in flight flying far
I can sneak to her kitchen and smell her delicious dish cooking
I roll under her closed door and see her beauty manifesting
I jump on her face and wake her up if she fall asleep at work
No no no not that simple life I tread for
I lie on her monitor and watch her fingers dancing on keyboard
I roll on her papers and remind her unfinished tasks
as she move, I'll stick to her vehicle's mirror admiring cute angel
All in all I will be with her all the time