The First Time

The First Time

The first time I had sex it was in the back seat of a blue Ford Falcon
parked beside the Colorado River in Austin, Texas.
It was July 20th, 1969,
a night otherwise remembered for the first moon landing.
We tuned the radio to KNOW
the Top 40 station with all the hits all the time
because in those years the radio was always on
and because music is better than silence when silence is better than speech.
The dj cut back and forth between the moon landing
and a song called Purple People Eater—
the Sheb Wooley hit about alien encounters,
and while Neil Armstrong gently fired his thrusters
for a soft landing on the virgin lunar surface
we maneuvered our adolescent bodies
with and without gravity
into the Kama Sutra position known as The Landing Gear in the Lotus,
all our eyes watching a new world grow closer
until only the moon only the earth only you and I
were (only the stars)
brighter once and forever
and only we were there that night
only all of us
only you