The message is loud 

The arena of love is a ruthless crowd

Do you have the guts?

Can you take a heart?

Time stands still

Kill, kill, kill!

I get on my knees

Ready to surrender and drop my sword on your feet

I seek a worthy opponent

I am longing for this moment

But, something isn't right

My eyes meet yours

A self-satisfied smirk on your face

Followed by doubt in your eyes

Your trembling hands drop the blade

You wipe your mouth with the back of your hand

A smudge

Is this your lipstick or your blood?

Panic

Fight or flight

Your instincts kick in 

And you're done