Dream sequence

In this dream
           you and I are standing
in the shadow of palm trees
           we are eating fresh dates

beyond the fringes
           of the oasis
nothing but white sand
           under the moonlight

a white horse is tethered
           to one of the trees

you pass me a flask of water
           and I put it to my lips
I empty the flask
           and hand it back to you

there’s a narrow stream
           beside which
you crouch down
           to refill the flask

without a word
           we mount the horse

you take the reins
           and slowly
we head off
           into the desert

John Lyons