Hint of honey brewed in green tea that night
Removed the chill of the twilight
Grandma’s quilt spread upon the floor
Fleetwood Mac played away by the back door
Amor Amor fragrance was in the night’s air
Clothes were scattered everywhere without care
Red Oak logs snapped and popped their tune
Sharing their last life with the love of two
Afterglow of gold wrapped itself around the souls of two
Man bent to extend his love for this woman’s naked display
The rhythm of Fleetwood “Dreams” swooned two lovers to play
The translucent light reflected their foreplay
That night the time seemed to fade away
Fleetwood Mac is still heard to the present day
Time may be the castaway, but memories are here to stay
As two became one upon the quilt that grandma spun
