Fight Night

Baby, I never
turn down a challenge;
and I love
a good fist fight.
I'm the kind of girl
who'll throw punches
at the bedroom walls
when they press
too tight.
(I've got the scars to prove it)

Are you sure you want to toy
with me this way?
I've got a granite cool
exterior;
but inside,
I'm all mist
and constellation.
I know you see
the damsel in distress;
neon arrow above my head.
That's why you kissed me that night;
your inner hero complex led your armor
to my magnet core.

(to be continued...)