Walking while eating ice cream

there must have been fifteen cute girls packed on their front porch,
giggling and talking in confidential whispers;
I waved and continued eating my ice cream.
two young dogs played "bite my face" games in the park
while their owners shared a couple of beers;
I laughed inside and was glad I did not have a puppy.
a young couple were sprawled on the grass waiting
for the bus, their eyes only for each other;
I remembered those days with fondness and
am glad I am here now.
I had planned to go to Two Spoons but it
was getting too dark, too quickly, my dress
was sticking to my hot skin, so I went in an ice
cream place I have never been for some chocolate,
how far off can one be with chocolate?
it's a hot night, and dark now, the fan is
blowing cool air across my skin as I
reach across my desk for a novel calling
out for my attention.