Come here, Talya

Talya comes out of the bedroom
After a deep nap, I presume
Walks to the kitchen, says “watcha doing, mister?”
As an answer I turn my head and kiss her.

I ask “did you sleep well, princess?”
With a smile she replies “I did, yes”
Talya likes when I cook for her
Calls me her sweet professor.

Talya grabs my hand
Says, as I see her stand
“Take a step with me to endeavour,
and fear we’ll hug it out together”