Without Wings

“I had another of those dreams.”
“Hm.”
“It was a beautiful dream.”
“Oh, really?”
“I could fly.”
“Cool.”
“You were in my dream too.”
“Was I?”
“Yeah, I picked you up and you flew with me.”
“I’m sure it was nice.”
“Yeah, it was. It was a beautiful dream.”
“So you said.”
“I wish I could fly.”
“Me too.”