That Syrupy Beam Poem by Stephanie Apila

If I were the whole world, anger would seize to exist
Words sincerely might lie but actions don't,
That loud smile that I long to hear
Your smirk arcs away my troubles
Evacuating my mind as though a baby's
Appraisal for you is always well deserved.

My happiness is emitted from your smile
A room enlightening powerful grin,
That smile that I love is not for show
A great man lives at the interior of it all,
A true definition of a sweet fruit of a mother
In you alone I find contentment.

You command adoration just at a glimpse
I adulate you without any hold back,
I publicize all my sentiment just for you
You are my earthly idol, sweet pie
Accurately automated to thrust my gratification
My eyes are for you, only you and finally you.
STEPHANIE APILA