You tell me you love me but Im not sure you know what love is or how fast it flies or how much it resembles a UFO or what kind of weapon youd use to shoot it down.

I had a dream about you. We were both flying through the sky like we had wings of cement. We had all the aerodynamics of a brick but what propelled us was our love for each other.

Flying in his dreams was an exhilarating breathtaking experience sometimes literally that tended to leave reality wanting like riding a roller coaster compared to mowing the lawn.

I had a dream about you last night... I think flying saucer activity is pretty easy to explain if I had one Id go joyriding too.

We swung over the hills and over the town and back again and I saw how a man can be master of a craft and how a craft can be master of an element. I saw the alchemy of perspective reduce my world and all my other life to grains in a cup. I learned to watch to put my trust in other hands than mine. And I learned to wander. I learned what every dreaming child needs to know -- that no horizon is so far that you cannot get above it or beyond it.

It is just my imagination that fliesWhile she is wrapped up in her bedsheetslike a nest.

We ate the birds. We ate them. We wanted their songs to flow up through our throats and burst out of our mouths and so we ate them. We wanted their feathers to bud from our flesh. We wanted their wings we wanted to fly as they did soar freely among the treetops and the clouds and so we ate them. We speared them we clubbed them we tangled their feet in glue we netted them we spitted them we threw them onto hot coals and all for love because we loved them. We wanted to be one with them. We wanted to hatch out of clean smooth beautiful eggs as they did back when we were young and agile and innocent of cause and effect we did not want the mess of being born and so we crammed the birds into our gullets feathers and all but it was no use we couldnt sing not effortlessly as they do we cant fly not without smoke and metal and as for the eggs we dont stand a chance. Were mired in gravity were earthbound. Were ankle-deep in blood and all because we ate the birds we ate them a long time ago when we still had the power to say no.

Fly without wings Dream with open eyes See in darkness.