July

I hope to find grounding in you

refuge in you

confirmation in you.

I hope to be reminded of the sound of R&B

because I know once Brandy

aint sound the same,

I began to loose

my sense of purpose.

Lost in the ether

unable to find grounding.

Everywhere was surrounded by honey bee's

I just needed to land

somewhere safe, sound & sweet.

I'm a sensitive woman

remaining in the air

exposes my emotions into the wind

carrying my dreams

possibly to danger

I dream so heavy

I wake up panting

trying to catch my breath.

I guess in my sleep

is where my worlds collide,

sending visceral messages that I cannot read

yet.

July,

I hope to find clarity in you,

more love in you,

more light in you,

and in my poetry.