You Cannot Love Her

"You cannot love her", they whisper.

"For it is a sin".

I only smile at their words

knowing that they have not

knelt at her altar

nor tasted the divinity staining her lips.

They have not heard her giggles

murmured between every kiss.

"So be it then", I say.

"I will walk into hell gladly knowing

that I've held heaven in my hands."