Last Ash

And like incense our scent takes to the air. Ascending before we fall. Her and I. We burst into fire. Our eyes a gaseous mixture.  Ignited by the touch of skin. Kindling the many thoughts we keep of each other. A crackle blown out. Accented in desire, Our yearning ignites. We hold ourselves unselfish, Keeping warm. Separate stems bonded as one.  Our inner voice visible.  Bypassing worry, our doubt. A piece of us both, dissipating in a slow burning. To give more than we've taken in unspoken communication. We fell in ash. Our scent a prayer sent to heaven.  To always remain this way.  Even after our extinguishing. May we linger. Forever more. Falling fast asleep in each other's arms. Leading each other to a place we call love. Until the last ash drops