The Taste of Macallans

Came home in the mood for a drink
Time to unwind and relax
No longer in the mood to sit and think
Just lay back and chill with some sax

I take down my bottle of Crown
Then I am flooded by thoughts of you
The issue of time and distance brings about a fown
But I know what will make you feel closer in just a few

I make some calls to track down my cure
It took over an hour to find the Macallan
Mmnmmnmm.....the aroma adds to the lure
Had to go two towns over to taste my man

Memories of the taste of this scotch on his lips
Haunt me every moment of the day
Begin breaking the seal craving the first sips
Longing for it to enable the distance to go away

After my second glass
I decide its time to go slip into my bed
Taking with me that man and his sexy ass
Too bad he is only in my head