In aisles of yearning, dreams entwine, Gifts for hearts we love define. We buy what's vibrant, full of cheer, For smiles to bloom, for eyes to tear. A teddy's hug, a fragrant bloom, To light their world and lift the gloom. A sweet indulgence, not too thin, To warm the soul, to spread within. Yet in these tokens, tender, vast, True love's not weighed by things amassed. For hearts grow full when love's the core, Beyond what’s bought in any store.