Sireli

Sireli conjures a corporeal image of a butterfly sprite dashing from the petals and stems of a thousand wildflowers, leaving sprinkles of magic dust in its path, as the morning sun illuminates the dewdrops. The name is pink like cotton-candy clouds. It tastes like marshmallows and smells like lavender. In my hands, it is softer than the finest cloth, and it sounds like a violin. I love the name Sireli, and I can't believe I hadn't discovered it sooner.