Mexico’s shine.
Birds, lizards, neon flowers.
Luscious concoctions
make me hesitant
to exhale.

I want to own
the colors
and aromas.
A lifetime of nature’s
pallet and perfume.

Mexico’s glow
riding upon the sea.
Perfectly rounded
gray-lavender rocks,
like moons stacked upon clouds.

The rocks remind me
of us,
happy and waiting
to explode into the sands
and know the light of Mexico’s shine.