i dream of a horse
without a rope on its mouth
or a rend on its neck
and it is inviting me to
ride on it
right there at the plaza
magsaysay
where you are waiting for me
to call your name and invite
for the same ride with
me on that horse that wants
nobody but only me and so there
you are too much slighted with
what you think that it was me
who was at fault to all these
leavings....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem