It was a Sunday morning. As the sun lightened the room they woke up. They rolled around the bed for a while As she held him and held around him tight. But then he slowly grazed his hand over her cheeks, Gave her a kiss and said, 'Let me make you some coffee, sweetheart'. Few minutes later, he came back Holding a cup of coffee. He crouched behind her and held her up. As he gave her the cup, She laid back over him And started sipping it. After a few, she asked, 'Did you have some?' 'First take a few sips', he said As she did, he held her face And kissed her holding on tightly. As she blushed, he said 'The morning coffee's better if it's yours, sweetheart'