Sizzling

[Lamar Cole]

Darling, the Jamaican night was sizzling.
And so were you in your one piece bathing suit.
Looking delicious like pineapple fruit.

The brilliant stars dotted the sky.
Beads of pearls dripped down your face.
Sweet coconut milk on your lips I could taste.

A lady of high fashion.
A white sand beach.
A night filled with passion.
You and I climbing love's highest peak.

[Alexander III]

I liked this, it captures that atmosphere of the nights passion.

My only suggestion would be to try changing the last word "peak" to something more tropical as that word feels like a salmon out of water in the poem.

:)