Brenda Arroyo Poems
|1.||Tomorrow Dried In The Hopes Of Reaching Yesterday.||6/27/2009|
|2.||On My Way Out||10/23/2009|
|3.||The Stone Beneath My Skin Melts,||10/25/2009|
|5.||We'Re Still In March||3/11/2010|
|8.||I Am Not A Bird;||3/16/2010|
|9.||Sometime In May,||3/10/2010|
|11.||A Seeming Less Heart||10/23/2009|
|12.||Something To Remember||10/23/2009|
|14.||Love Like Stone||6/27/2009|
Love Like Stone
Love never came to me that night,
As I sat there, starring at the statue of Eros,
Waiting for a spark.
Evening shone out through romantic clouds,
My heart beats signed for the stars to come out.
But nothing came to me instead.
Embracing me with its somber emotion,
Filling me with what I already was.
And in my act of sorrow, I got up to leave.
I headed east, toward where I came from.
But before I was out of his sight,
I turned back to look at him once more...
And never will I forget the stone of his eyes.