he called me heaven but his love lit a burning sensation in my bloodstream that resembled hellfire and a taste on my tongue sweeter than any forbidden fruit that could ever grace my lips. and his fingertips left traces of angels on my skin. his love made me feel things that an eternity in paradise could never make me feel. his eyes held the depth of all seven heavens that the clouds were blessed to catch a glimpse of, and I was blessed to call my own