My opponent stands on the other side of that wall 

Her slender arms pack a mean punch 

A stiff brick i recall 

When my bones made a crunch 

When she made me crumple with one punch 

The goosebumps creep around me 

Encompassing my being 

My tight fist soon produces white knuckles 

I know i can flee 

It would be better for my well being 

Yet my conscious won't buckle 

I raise my hand 

Ready to face my enemy

To bring down the beast  

But as I do 

Her hand copies 

As I place my slender arm back at my side 

Hers keeps up in stride 

No doubt in real time 

I gaze into the eyes of the challenger 

Inept at harassing her 

And realize I know those eyes 

And the punch that comes with them