Delivery Boy

You came into where I work

With two of your friends.

The three of you were shopping

And you found a lamp that you liked.

I was intrigued by you all

And we flirted and laughed

But the conversation was

Really just between

The two of us.

You must’ve talked to your girls

About me

‘Cause they were pushing you on heavy

Throwing in sexual references playfully.

Our eyes were locked for the whole time

And I could read exactly what you were thinking.

You told me that you wanted that lamp.

Besides the lamp

You made it very clear what else you wanted

Explicitly.

The lamp wasn’t in stock.

As for the other

I was at work and really couldn’t comment.

I told you that you could order the lamp and pick it up Wednesday.

You firmly told me

That I was going to deliver it to you.

You said this with conviction

That it wasn’t a choice

On my part.

I said that I would.

You told me that you were going to

‘Tear me up’.

I believed that you would.

One week later

I called you

To deliver your lamp

On my day off

And you answered

Telling me you needed

‘Five minutes’.

And when I arrived

Five minutes later

And you answered the door

I was glad that I was making this delivery

On my day off.

And I delivered your lamp.

And you tore me up.

We were both true to our word.