Beautiful

by BRIANNA ROSE BURTON

 I 

Tonight I dream.
I dream of those cerulean skies that scream beauty,
and those ebony nights that cry fear,
For on a cool summer night, near sapphire tides,
the midnight sky draws me near,
but the sterling moon on this beautiful June,
provokes me to persevere. 

‘Neath golden stars, in this moment that’s ours,
I find that beauty endures,
but when my heart breaks, due to lover’s mistakes,
I find that it slowly matures.

Yet this beautiful song that plays along
as life’s laughter is heard,
helps me pretend that there was an end,
of the heartbreak that later occurred.

II

Imagine a world of allurement,
Dream of the hymn that mends,
Comprehend the world of contentment,
a place where sorrow ends.

For this world of ours is beautiful,
and the velvet moon will guide
the lost heart that looks for repose,
on this insatiable ebony night.

When I dream of life so tender,
and my heart expands with grace,
I know that beauty is nestled,
within this vast and deep embrace.

So tonight I dream of a life once treasured,
before suffering showed its face,
for on this beautiful night, ‘neath stars shining bright,
I dream of an entrancing place,
As the sterling moon on this beautiful June,
Bestows my life with grace.