I left my heart

where the sea succumbs to the Pacific

where I buried an old stick with names

and asked a sign of what we will become

I left my heart

where locals claimed Magellan first landed

where I danced in the middle of the night

with the glow of the moon and the fireflies

I left my heart

where other roads lead to majestic caves

where I first heard of shamans and unicorns

yet I’ve never seen one; only felt them

I left my heart

where streets are empty by 8 pm

where I bathed in public with my clothes on

while people pass by with their cows and cars

I left my heart

where house are far yet people are close

where I met my muse and my crazy friends

whose hearts await for our homecoming



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