Coffee in the morning

When I wake up it's sitting there next to my bed
So I take it he is up
I put on his shirt and try to find him
I find him in his studio hard at work
I can't help but watch
He is in love with his art
I slowly walk behind him and put my arms around him
Good morning he says as he turns around he spills my coffee down my shirt
I didn't like this shirt anyway
He just laughs and helps me out if his shirt
To his surprise I'm not wearing anything under it
This look in his eye
This is what I've missed
As he takes me over to the couch he lays me down
This is what I've been waiting for
He kisses me gently as I try my best to undress him failing because I'm still to tired
He lifts me up and pushes my back against the wall and kisses my neck
He laughs and says I smell like coffee
He puts me down and tells me to go take a shower
So I obey not wanting to make him mad
So I go shower
He doesn't join me
But when I get out he is waiting with my cup of coffee
This is the way I like to wake up