Vulnerable Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Vulnerable to the heart
And all that is there within
When love sends a touch dart
A feeling that goes under the skin
Ways expressive in play
All that is of there to feel
What you cannot or may
When eyes its defenseless conceal

Pleasures of feelings height
Coming in tides of ardor
Touching with delight appetite
The body of excitement explorer
Everything of its surface
All we thought over and done
Still with our touch to amaze
Like warm shine from the sun

Vulnerable to life’s harm
And all that is there outside
Colors of soft skin so warm
That life incident beautified
Ways of her body and heart
All that she’s with its sensation
Conduct of silky counterpart
Every cell of love’s activation