Desert Dreaming
Jacque Garcia | June 2018![Photo: Emma Renly](https://freight.cargo.site/t/original/i/fb60a8b7740c1165d8b43c658ad8e84d4e6350f1c47173a0d6aabb2b51121eaf/desert-dreams.jpg)
I’ve returned to the place we camped that night.
The moon is bright and the sky is crystal clear.
Above the dusty tumbleweed
And below the milky way, I think:
There’s no place I’d rather be than here
Where the line between fantasy and reality
Is so thin I’m not sure it’s even there.
The desert breeze hits me like a memory
And I’m happy to have known you, my dear.