Passionate Lust

This is for a contest. It's about lust.

His sapphire eyes are captivating
like twinkling diamonds in the sky.
I hold him close in a warm embrace.
He is the bosom of my surroundings.
This soft, caressful lust he gives
with just a kiss to my soft, pink lips.
The silky red sheets above our skin
cannot sheathe the secrets of our sin.
Swiftly we move into beautiful ecstasy,
feeling pleasure through such beauty.

Into the night we cause passionate fire;
grasping my hair through his soft fingers;
moaning loudly with such ecstatic wonder.
This fire is the poison of my passionate touch;
moving so briefly, like the speed of lightning
going deeply inside of me as he groans loudly.
The noise he creates, louder than thunder,
makes me groan with such wonderful ecstasy.
On this moonlit night we caused sensation,
and at the end we came together in pleasure.