The Whiskey Taster’s Flavor Guide

Spring is still in Town

It feels like summer, but it is still spring, so you can join me in the ring. Morning comes alive with hot air blowing in my side; the humidity in the atmosphere is spreading everywhere. Sweat is dripping from my face, and it is running all over the place, my clothes are soaked with perspiration, but the day is filled with aspiration.

The grass is still green and the cloud in the skies with different shades of blue move rapidly above me as my heart lament over the open sea. Some places are dry and all the moisture is gone from the sky, but gravity keeps us strong and courage pushes us on.

It feels like summer, but it is still spring, and I have a song to sing, the days are running by and I have no time to die. I can hear the stream running in the distance and the voice of hope calling out without doubt, while those on the picketing line stood together to vent their pent-up sorrows. The leaves on the trees are green, and nature comes on the scene, the blossoms are falling on the ground, but spring is still in town.

The freshness of spring is burnt up in the sun, and the passion of the universe is still on the run, I pack my bag to go in search of me, but I end up on the other side of the sea. Spear me the time, to enjoy this moment in time. No eyes on me, no weapon around and no spirit above me.

It feels like spring, so I want to invite you to come in, I have a recipe for you and I have gotten you a new pair of shoes. We are going down the beach to take a ride on the big boat in the sea. I left my sorrows behind and place my heart in front of me; we will parade around the beach with guitar, drums and saxophone, get the sharks and whales to join us for we have no room for fuss.

It feels like summer for fire is still spreading in the gutter, the air is dry, the water in the fire hydrant is low and the people have no place to go. Come and enjoy spring with me and set your spirit free. Your darling is in the sun so grab your bag and come before the day is done; spring is still in town roaming all around.
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