Lipflip

In the fog, the world still rests, Softly dreams sugar foam: Soon you will see, when the veil falls, The iris sky unobstructed, Spring-strong, the muted world Flows in warm pastels. Thank you, esteemed Mr. Mörike, for the inspiration...

Then I'll provide you with something more to read, since no one else seems to dare so far. Once you've survived the first few minutes of alcohol haze, the flavor carnival begins: first, the spoon is dipped into thick, warm vanilla cream *slurp* then you sip through...