Brenda Arroyo

Rookie (6/10/1992 / Modesto CA)

We'Re Still In March - Poem by Brenda Arroyo

The sun rises bright
And the air growls an icy breeze,
It’s just the way March does its talking…

Yet, here in your arms, words are alien to my lips…
For none exist, that could ever serve justice to the meaning of my heart beats.

No words, written or spoken, could ever describe the joy of being alive, next to you.
So I don’t speak at all…
Instead, I close my eyes and I am overwhelmed by your warmth,
Absolutely mesmerized by your being…
That even in the most terrible of months,
My world is eternally beautiful because of you.

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  • (3/16/2010 10:14:00 AM)

    thats soo beautiful! !
    made me think of a nice warm day^-^
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Poem Submitted: Thursday, March 11, 2010

Poem Edited: Friday, March 12, 2010

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