Glow

You have a sun in your smile,
It makes you glow,
Like a star burning a thousand degrees of joy,
Outing the flowers to shake off their dew.
I think I'll bask in it a while,
As it draws me near from thoughts afar
And warm myself to a healthy bronze.
It brings out the everything in you,
A humble, ivory headdress.
If only some device I could employ,
To capture your smile in my heart like a jar
Full of fireflies, a living glow ensconced,
To be a lamp post, my beacon of home in the wilderness.