Sweet August Night

A sweet August night
A sheen of sweat
On her chest
And condensation
On a glass
Of sweet tea
With a hint
Of bright lipstick
On the brim
Make deep
Memory
And pleasant hours
Sitting beneath
A melon moon.

Beyond the limits
Of our yard
Float the
Om-pa-pa
Of Mexican music
From a garage party
Down the block.

A small dog
Yips
And a child
Laughs
Just as she says
You know I love you.

I swat a mosquito
And ask
Do you want a refill?