Don't mind the lyrics

She tasted like the first breath after rain,

Crisp and cold, a gentle and sweet refrain.

A touch of mint, a hint of slow-cooked dew,

And a pint of ale in the breeze that blew.

She lingered on lips like unsaid goodbyes,

Soft as cotton wrapped in evening skies.

Served with citrus, and whispers of lime,

A flavor that aged in a cauldron of time.

Melting on your tongue, dancing at will,

Brushing over the lips, like fog on a hill.

Traces of cloves, garnished with affection,

Remnants of love, brewed to perfection.