Keep Your Liu's and Hu's and Wu's

A tongue in cheek poem written for my wife. When you finally realize it's not all about looks.













As long as I can remember
I've loved those Asian eyes
I think it hit me for the first time
when I was four or five

That almond shape, that slanted form
my tiny brain did burn
I dreamed of hugging Nancy Kwan
oh how my heart did yearn

Then when I was almost twenty
I met my future wife
a kind and lovely Asian gal
with whom I'd spend my life

Then it suddenly hit me
like a loaf of day old bread
I wasn't seeing Asian eyes
it was a beautiful soul instead

So keep your Liu's and Hu's and Wu's
that's not what I really must
I found that it was much more deep
it's love built out of trust