2011 - Day 183

Where the music flows gently,
Where no dance floor is empty,
Where the laughter echos off the moon-
There,
Shared on a warm summer's eve.

Where the women are flirty,
Where no man is dirty,
Where the love rows down the river-
There,
Shared on a warm summer's eve.

Where the hammocks have rhythm,
Where all eyes reflect prisms,
Where the senses experience life-
There,
Shared on a warm summer's eve.

Where the butterfly's flock to,
Where the white rabbits hop to,
Where nature connects us all-
Here,
All shared on a warm summer's eve.