Dating an Introvert

When you ask me if I’d like

To come inside and have a drink

I must admit I am unsure of

Just what I’m supposed to think.

For if you wish to offer me

Some decaf, juice, or tea

And chat a while and then retire

That sounds alright to me.

If you’re friendly invitation

Is an amorous innuendo

I’ll be flattered. Nonetheless

I’ll respectfully decline though.

And when, to the inviter,

These truths I clearly state

I get to home home early

And needn’t have a second date.