our flames flicker on the windowsill,

light swaying against the night sky.

our scents weave together

my ylang-ylang, sweet and heady,

your amber, warm with spice.

alone, I am too soft,

you, too sharp,

but together, we are something new.

the air hums with our perfume,

a world only we can breathe in,

a feeling only we can name.

wax will drip, flames will dim,

but for now,

just us two,

burning, whole.