My first poem

This poem probably has nothing to do with Pink Floyd's writing, but I figured I try it out. Here's my poem Swan

Swan

Staring into her hazel eyes, gazing into mystery.
The scent of her perfume, such sweet intoxication.
Fingertips streaking her silky, sheen hair;
As I start to make contact with her ripe lips.
I ask "Am I starting to arouse you?"
She nods slowly in a quick agreement.
I settle her down on my own personal heaven,
I begin to view what I'm about to experience,
Nothing more but pure joy and pleasure.
Her skin feels so delicate against my own.
Breasts exposed like they are my lucid ground.
Her legs spread like a forming butterfly.
I just couldn't help but feed to her my love.
The feeling is so rich yet at times distressful.
Utter sounds from her voice start to echo in here.
And to make it better, I get even closer.
Cradling her softly, she feels so stiff in my hands.
Time is passing, so I must bring her relief.
She starts to glow internally and I gaze once more,
And as we kiss, I can finally say that I'm fond of love.