Celestial Bliss

I’ve a favorite chair,
It’s the only chair,
That’s cozy like a glove on a hand.
If I can’t have my chair,
If I can’t sit there,
Why then,
I think I'll stand.

I've a favorite plate,
It's the only plate,
Where things always taste just right.
If I can't have my plate
I'd rather wait—
Or go without food tonight.

I’ve a favorite love.
My one true love—
Much better than chair or plate.
So I sit with my love,
and eat with my love,
Aglow in celestial state.