Yamin

Some of the girls at work call you Fabio.

I have no idea why.

You don’t look like Fabio.

You look like John Depp when John Depp was 25

If John Depp was 100% Italian and tanned and

Wore the most ridiculously oversized glossy Armani suits.

Every man in our office hates you.

It doesn’t hurt that you are the boss either.

The first day that I met you, I decided oh yes,

I can work here.

I went home that night and molested my body pillow

Thanks to you.

I would never call you Fabio.

No sir.

I call you Champagne Dream.

Because it looks like

You wash your hair

In Dom Perignon.

I understand Champagne Dream that

I am understandably out of your league.

You are most certainly an 8.85-

And on a good day, I might be a 6 at best.

I don’t even look at you in the eye when you say

Hi.

Good Morning.

Could you fax these invoices for me?

I hide teenage giggles instead.

But when I am alone

At home

With the stalker picture of you I have hanging in my closet,

The only boss around here is me.

Take that blazer off.

Lay down.

And in my head

That’s what you like the best.