You hold back
Fearing to expose
Too much of yourself
Should I look too deeply
Into your soul
Your nakedness wounds you
Wearing your armor
Like a designer suit
Your attitude tailored
To the situation
Keeping your emotional distance
With such practiced style
But the heart soon bores
With the chase
For love's deepest desire is not to conquer
But to communicate
And one who yearns for real closeness
Tires easily
Of having to prove
Their own right to love