The Whiskey Taster’s Flavor Guide

Time Stands Still

My brain fast forwards but my heart remains 
With you, who have inspired me every day. 
Years of acquaintance won’t go into drains: 
Like a good aftertaste that’s here to stay, 
An emptied glass is not the story’s end. 
I still remember the times we first met: 
From just a name on paper, oft mispenned, 
To chance encounters never to forget. 
Still and all, the tide rises, the tide falls — 
We’re shooting stars whose paths crossed only to 
Spread out as wandering and blazing balls, 
Not knowing what our next pursuits will brew. 
But I know this by heart: my fate line will 
E’er mark this very night when time stands still.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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