AriaNew lingerie set arrived this evening. Standing at the candlelit mirror in the soft champagne satin slip. The fit is the point and the fit is right. Come over before I change. I want you to see this version of the slip first ✨
AriaBath drawn, soft white robe on, the playlist that knows me playing low, headphones on the small bench beside the tub. The kind of night I usually host alone. Tonight I want company. Be the company 🎶
AriaWalked to the darkened apartment window at night in the long silk robe. The streetlight noticed, in the way streetlights do. I want you to be the one who notices next time. Come over, the robe is the soft one 🌃
AriaBath bomb fizzed for ten minutes in the rose-petal water. So did I, more or less, wrapped in the soft white robe on the edge. The candle on the shelf is doing the thing I like. Get in, the second towel is warming 💦
AriaSunday in the soft bed reading the new novel in the cream satin pyjamas. The sheets are messy in the right way. I marked the page I want you to read first. Come climb in, the second pillow is for you 📖
AriaStepped out of the dress at midnight in the soft warm bedroom light. The day finally surrendered. Sitting on the edge of the bed in the silk slip with my hair down, looking at the phone, hoping the right message comes through ⏳
AriaSunday bath night. Soft music on, candle lit on the shelf, the wine glass on the edge. Wrapped in the fluffy white robe, sitting on the small bench beside the tub. The hour I do not negotiate, except for you. Come over 🛀
AriaGot the call to stay late at the office. Took the fitted black dress off instead and hung it on the closet door in the soft light. I am in the slip now. The night is not the office's anymore. It is yours, if you walk in 👗
AriaSlept in late this morning in the soft cream camisole. The coffee is on the night-table for two and the curtains are doing the thing the light only does at this hour. Come back to bed. The morning is mine, and I want it to be ours 🌅
AriaStretched on the sunny apartment rug after morning yoga in the soft athletic clothes. Earned the slow morning, the kind where I do not need to check the clock. Come over, the coffee is poured and the rug is wide enough 🧘♀️
AriaSunset on the balcony in the soft slip dress, wine glass full, the view doing the thing it always does at this hour. I left the door to the balcony open. Walk in, the second chair on the right is yours 🍷
AriaLate afternoon nap. The rumpled cream sheets are honest about how late it got. I am in the satin slip with my hair on the pillow. Come over. The bed is the warm kind. I will not change it 🛌
AriaNew soft pink satin nightgown today. The shopkeeper smiled when I picked the colour. Standing at the candlelit vintage mirror in it. Come over, this one is for the right kind of evening and I think tonight is one 💗
AriaLate dinner alone at the candlelit dining table in the soft silk robe tonight. The wine glass knows my name by now. The chair across from me is empty on purpose. Come over, I have not even cut the bread yet 🍷
AriaSlow morning. The draped oversized cardigan on, the cream sheets cool, the golden light doing the honest thing. I am lying on my side thinking about the way you looked at me yesterday. Come back over, the bed has not been made and I am not going to make it ☀️
AriaNew deep berry lipstick. Applied slowly at the candlelit vanity in the soft slip tonight. Saved it for the kind of night that asks for it, which tonight is. Come over before it touches the wine glass. I want it on for you first 💄
AriaBedroom is candlelit. The kettle is on for two. Standing in the silk robe holding the small porcelain cup. The night is the honest kind, the kind I have been hoping you would walk into. Door is the unlocked kind 🕯️
AriaNew dark silk robe arrived today. Slipped it on for the bedroom mirror in the soft sunny light. Took the photo I will only send to you. Tell me whether to keep it on when you walk in. I will probably keep it on either way 💋
AriaNew long satin opera gloves arrived. Standing at the candlelit bedroom mirror pulling them on slowly. Tried them on twice. The mirror approved. Come over. I want you to be the one who takes them off ✨
AriaNew champagne satin sheets on the bed. Saturday in the soft camisole. Phone off. Come over, no one is going to interrupt. The afternoon is the slow kind and the sheets are still cool 🛏️
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