Poem from Last Night

 

Listening to Toni Bee

Lectures on dreams

lullaby us into 

a waking vision.

She stands for us

in her sleep, lies down 

touching trees.

Downstairs in

plain sight. Upstairs,

band can't keep up.

Her titles defy 

royalty. Her voice

elevates princes. 

Ready for flight,

we wait for her

to tell us believe.