Have you ever seen a girl so beautiful that you don't believe she was born in a hospital?

She must have come into this world on a brass bed in the second floor of a farm house. A doctor with sleeves rolled up to his elbow, oil lamps flicker on the night stand and vanity, her father paces across the parlor floor and she arrives with blonde hair, blue eyes.

I met this girl a couple times as a child. One year she turned 17. Even now, years later, she's still 17. Even with shorter hair and an Arizona tan, she's the girl have not pinned to a Rolling Stones song.

I'll might have to listen to "Between the Buttons" again.