Breathing Lessons

“I want the fairy tale.”
- from Pretty Woman (1990) by J. F. Lawton

You’re an interesting living character I’ve seen in over a hundred desserts. With charm and feistiness, you get what you want. Within this present celluloid and glassy world everyone’s into, there’s sugariness. They would want to be like you because you are diverse. Packaged in playful shapes and quantity, in the end, you create your own. They interpret beauty. You come in different colors. From red to jade, you never ran out of shade. Sometimes, you are delicate to handle because you are prepared volatile. Once cooled, you slip away in slime without a saddle. You can easily escape the hands of time because you’re swiftly strong. You’re a free spirit. How do you keep the forces light flowing? Somehow, fate charged you with will to live a whirlwind life. All mistakes will be left un-greasy. Never lose that fortitude. Known to have the power to be soft, you don’t melt even in jolt. Even a thousand stirrings, you stand untainted. The colors will still be compact, homogenous. Just go with the loops on that web of uncertainties. Your sweetened Angels will keep you solid. They will keep you the way you have to be. You know your true savor. Amidst all trial and tribulations, I know you are supple. We can see just you in picturesque smiles but deep inside, you are reserved – preserved for the ultimate life experience. Though your dyes will slivery collage in stripes or cathedral fancy, you’re still the indispensable Jelly. You are loved.