Catrina Calavera

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My fingers dance upon your vertebrae My little sweetheart, with a smile that teases And a bouquet of blooms in your chapeau so fine Although born in Mexico's warm sun You yearned for the elegance of France to be won They placed that hat upon your brow so fair The one you carry within your mind with care Mr. Guadalupe Posada bestowed his sympathy on you To evoke screams from those who'd give their life anew Who would die for love of you, my little darling dear My heart beats fast for your petite ossements, I hold them near I adore you, my sweet one, and with each passing day I'd gladly surrender to the darkness, come what may But wait, dear one, let me stay alive a while longer still That time will come, my love, when by your bones I'll take my final hill In that moment, I'll be gone, yet forever in your sight Together with you, we'll dance with Satan's delight Chuckling and laughing for all eternity to roam Angel Reyes Burgos, ready to print and bring to life with textiles, a love that will never fade.