my tiny village is alive
new stores are open
on this first night
of the travel season
summer
young women perspire
from laughing and
walking though
the slants of moonlight
there is a rock band
at the drinking hole
it's cool tonight, but
only for late-june
the world is illuminated
in the snap shot of tonight
it is an evening
ragged with endeavor
it is a moment meant
to be shared
with a beverage and
the entanglement
of desire