Trapped in Pulchritude

glance to the eye
pupils dilate
at the shining beauty.
purity envelops me
as my heart beats fervently.
too scared to pursue,
from past experiences
the pain was relentless.
So I put up my aegis,
hoping nothing gets through.
my heart is too soft for this.
keeping things at a distance.
I remain
keep my mind trained on other things
than meaningful wedding rings
I refuse to cling
But I want to grasp
and take it
hope nothings to drassss-tic.
I don't say much for someone who feels much,
ironically,
I'm trapped.