An ode

I open my eyes

And there he lies

Beside my bedside

With a hint of pride

A rousing sign

Sending shivers down my spine

Nothing he can’t fix

With a peck on my lips

Right from the start

And straight from the heart

Endearment for him, eternal

And substitute, non-existential

I’m not going to lie

It’s an ode to my morning cup of Chai