02-07-2015 by Fedele Turci L'Odoard
I left my heart in Africa.
I put him under an acacia tree in the middle of the savannah.
Since I left I have not heard from him.
Every now and then, from here, I feel a scratch, as a raptor caught him.
Sometimes I feel a bite, like he's been bitten by a lion.
I left my heart in Kenya.
The last time I saw him, the airplane window, ran along a gazelle.
Every now and then, from here, I have a tremor, as if he awaited a hyena.
Every so often I feel a pain in the legs, as he had hunted a cheetah.
But my heart is alive, because Africa has never fear
My heart is safe, because in Kenya has found love.
I left my heart there, where I know I will return.
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