Seventh Heaven Poem by Marcus McKinley

Seventh Heaven

Rating: 4.7


I like, your taste...
I like, your style...
I like the thoughts
behind your smile.

I like the cognition,
beyond your eyes.
Beyond your looks
I like your reprise.

You know me to well,
I need not say a word.
With one fleeting glance
my intentions are heard.

With one gentle caress
my passions unfold.
Transfixed in your kiss,
your love spell, takes hold.

Elation, mind racing...
Euphoria,
Penetrating, breath taking
needing more... and more... of you.

Slipping deeper...
into your love.
Slipping deeper...
the surface above.

Succumbing, yielding,
giving in.
I am drowning, in you,
in sin...

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Pranab K Chakraborty 14 August 2012

Fantastic aroma of surrendering soul. Nice love poem. Chased by passion and offering by soul. Thank you......Pranab k c 10

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Dickson Mseti 15 August 2012

Sensetional and clasic poem

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Marieta Maglas 17 August 2012

''I am drowning, in you, ''-this is the key-line of this beautiful poem....you deserve another 10.

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Bella Hernandez 18 August 2012

WOW! ! ! another breathless n speachless i have become! ! your poetry so much passion n zeal! i love them! ! ! great job! ! ! ~Bella

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Valerie Dohren 23 August 2012

Very passionate write - some great lines.

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Mary-lisa Russo 28 September 2016

Lifted me onto a whirlwind going up and up! Marvelous!

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Dr Antony Theodore 07 January 2016

Succumbing, yielding, giving in. I am drowning, in you, in sin... falling deeper and deeper into love without an escape....... soul, body, infatuation, passion, desire. thank you very much. tony

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Howard Savage 06 January 2016

You are like the prophet John, when he was caught up into the seventh heaven. Un-realness. Great poem.

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Poetheart Morgan 23 November 2012

Oh! Sounds like music! ! ! So sensual and smooth! ! ! ! What a physical love you describe here! ! ! !

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Dr. Ramesh Mukhopadhyaya 05 October 2012

It is wonderful in its simplicity. Reads like a ditty.But is getting plunged in love identical with getting sunk in sin? That shows that the throatful ease with which the poem took off got choked in the last line.Poor poet. He could not get rid of the mundane values even at empyrean heights.The poet is not capable of ecstasy.Call this poem a satire? The legitimation of the last line is that one must not be enamoured of the other. Call this poem didactic? Quite a good poem because of its opaqueness

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