Facing the sky like a lizard,
I settle you in a trunk that smells of pine.
My skin bursts with the flowers etched upon my dress.
Men and hummingbirds can come and pinch me tonight;
my happiness is nectar that flows.
I am going to the fiestas to dance and if it rains
the heart of day will hurl a rainbow
upon my huipil and my eyes.
When lightning falls, the sky burns,
I open my lizard mouth to drink its fire.
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