Flowerpatch Portals

The way to a girls heart seems to be sour candy? She loves the way it puckers her lips. She get's talkative, "as if", a Sleeping Beauty. Awakened by gumdrop of her seize kiss. She is a slave to the sassy kicked up notch of flavor rainbow hyper-twitch. You are a slave to having treats on hand and obey her every bossy command. Her eyes light up, ignited in an electric glee, Unleashing her inner child with a key. With every tangy explosion, comes a remembered idea or notion. It's as if the world around her fades, and all that's left is the zesty escapade. The way to her heart may be simple and sweet, though the power to move her cannot be beat. For true happiness lies in the simplest of things, Like rewards and laughter and all the joy that they bring. So don't underestimate the power of a treat, it can awaken a heart and make it seat next to you, in solidarity. Although, when she crashes, she may get grumpy, then go to sleep. But just look at that lil candy dream ! For in her mind, she'll roam free, a girl again in a world of candy and sugary glee, safety and family things of memory. In that moment, you'll see her soul, Unencumbered by worry, a rare sight to behold, let alone coury. So when you give her a piece of candy, you're not just giving her something bland, savvy? You're giving her a moment to escape, and yourself too, vicariously. To find joy and happiness, and reshape that spirit, as she salivates upon it, intraveneously? Like a Viking Maiden, or Dragon protecting a treasure in a cave. A cat guarding it's dish with claws entrenched, growling, stay away. "You shall not pass" and "Eye Of Sauron" mixed in a frightening way. "Taste the rainbow of my fruity fu****wrath", she might say. Though skittles may be small and sourly-sweet, an insignificality. A token holds the power to make a heart skip a portaled beat. For in that moment, she feels alive and free, all thanks to that simple little treat, given lovingly, in a cheer to her memories. Reminders, hopeful omens and thoughtfulness's zing. Doorways to the finer things.