My heart is trapped between her strong fists

She is showing me how to feel the bliss of her kiss

How to hear her heart beats from her lips

To make blood floods between her curved hips

I moved my hand to reach for her heart…

Then she roughly started squeezing mine

I saw fear in her gaze,

She was fearing me taking her heart

She was afraid of being mine

She said : ‘Promise me! and you will be fine

Promise me…That you wont let it dip in your gyps

That you wont make a snip with your whip

That you wont let it slip when it suddenly flips

Promise me, that your grip

Will be strong enough for this trip

Promise me, or I’ll squeeze it

To the last drip’.