Hearts and Such

Each year there's a day to celebrate true love
So I sit and write about the one I dream of
Her mere touch makes me woozy
My heart races when I think Suzi
That's how I know she’s been sent from above.

There once was a gal from Omaha
Who speaks Spanish but not much François
So I hope she understands
As she reads words from my hands
That her presence brings me great joie.