It's not like any other

I go to bed thinking about it
I wake up wanting it
Why do you make me wait
Sometimes it gets too hot
But I want it in my mouth
My lips part as it gets close
Tongue resting on hardness
Filling my mouth with warmth
I swallow it deep in my throat
Creamy yet slightly bitter
The love I have for your taste
Is not like any other
Sweet hot coffee your great