She concentrates upon the layered cake
she ladles out with paints of pink and blue
sparkling in the air and mixed to make
a strange creation in a lavender hue.
The kitchen where she works is ordinary:
broad countertops and cabinets galore.
She is the one who brings the hint of faery.
She is the one who adds the something more.
Now who shall dare to eat this bright confection?
Will it transform you into something odd?
Should you stay away for your own protection?
Is it a meal fit only for a god?
You know you want to try it - take a taste.
Don't let your magic moment go to waste.
Yes, it's another reflection on "Cake", by Jennifer Cronin. [UPDATE: as much a flight of fancy as a reflection, I should say.]