In the arena of my chest
a batlle rages fierce and wild
tenderness clashes with raw energy
each blow an echo of your name
My heart like the raging crowd
wants them both to win
Ding!Gloves up!The match is on!
Before  I know,your words ground me
your hips  pound me
****!whats happening to me?
The bell tolls and I am undone
Its unfair!Your side always wins!!
I see the beauty in defeat
my barbed heart in your hands
a battered prize, torn between desire and pride
brimming with warriors blood
careful now,dont hurt yourself.