Usually, when I dream of flying <br />I am simply flapping my arms <br />and somehow I lift off and glide through the sky. <br />Last night was different. <br />I missed you so much <br />and my yearning was so powerful <br />that I sprouted wings like a phoenix <br />and soared to reach you. <br />And now I finally understand: <br />if you see lovers on a roof, do not worry. <br />Surely, love has metamorphosed them.