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