Brenda Arroyo Biography

Love never came to me that night,
As I sat there, starring at the statue of Eros,
Waiting for a spark.
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I’m crippled by the stars that glisten outside the night sky.
-Beautiful.
Burning me with their silver essence.
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Everything was soft that day...
Like the color of grace or
The scent of mercy.
The air, the sun, and the wind were all soft.
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I hear my thoughts scurry fast across the horizon...
I see how the sun rises but I can not retrace my mind.
For now, it seems that I have no words (not righteously, at least) .
Not even the least.
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Tranquil nights find closure beneath chaotic stars,
And forever finds a way to seep into our dreams.

Today I say:
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