L - Now, I must tread carefully

Now, I must tread carefully
as I'll see her on Monday
Two days ago we waited in a high, grassy place
Conquistador's guitar was on the air
We had a bunch of flowers for our teacher
I tore one off and put it in her hair

Come to think of it, the guitar may have ended
before she arrived - it might have been
something else dissolving on the air
and since my memory's dull, let's say it was
a pink swamp-rose that I put in her hair

Whether this is how it was or not
Let's say she wore it for the rest of the day
Let's say she tried on my leather gloves
I her sunglasses, and from where
we waited we could see an Aztec city
and I could see gold necklace in her hair