Hot petite, not even a hundred-pound blonde—lost my virginity with in high school

Clear starry darkness on a West Virginia hill

My bottle green 1970 Pontiac Le Mans Sport 350, black leather bucket seats up front


Four on the floor—she fell & bumped her head years later in a parking garage

At our ten-year reunion—she had no memory

Our one unforgettable night—that is now mine, numbered with my days