Since everyone else tried very descriptive approaches, lets see if metaphors might work. (98 words)
A keybearer, manifested in physical aspects of myself, unlocking the shells of the world. Lips pursed, a sighing breath, an introduction. Appetizing limbs, tough, but soft to touch, surrounded in embrace, taking within. Gentle fingerprints scattered along the skin, paving a fiery road, deviously tracing vulnerabilities. Eyes gazing, exploring, probing, both wisdom and lust stare. Solo instrument, making an entrance, screams from the audience, encouraging. Slow, steady rhythms, traversing the auditorium, catering the audience. Accelerando, stiffening of the tone, exasperated breathing. Climax, gasp and surprise, a fermata, silence. Falling together, as twin feathers. White sheets are not concidence.