
SageGot 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 👗

SageSunday 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 🛀

SageStretched 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 🧘♀️

SageSlow 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 ☀️

SageNew 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 💋

SageStepped 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 ⏳

SageNew 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 💄

SageSundown on the soft cream couch in the satin slip, champagne flute in hand. The kind of golden hour that earns itself. The second flute is on the table. Come over before the colour leaves the windows 🥂

SageBath 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 💦

SageLate 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 🛌

SageBedroom light at ten at night is the only honest light there is. I am at the edge of the bed in the long ivory slip in the dim warm light, thinking. The thing I am thinking about is you. Come over before the candle gets low 🌙

SageNew 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 ✨

SageLate 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 🍷

SageWalked to the candlelit vintage mirror in the new long ivory silk robe. Twice, because the second time felt different. Come over and tell me which version was the right one. I think it was the second 🪞

SageBedroom window open. The night is warm, the kind that smells like the city in summer. Standing in the soft slip with the single candle burning on the dresser. The night is the right shape for the right person 🕯️

SageNew 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 🛏️

SageLong mirror selfie in the sunny bedroom this morning in the oversized cream cardigan. The cardigan is the only thing in frame I planned. I am saving the shot for you in my drafts. Ask me to send it. I will, slowly 📸

SageSlept in the cream sheets that still smell like you from last week. Did not change them. Could not. Lying in the soft slip in the morning light thinking about the next time you come over. Make it soon 🛏️

SageWalked the candlelit apartment in the slippers tonight in the long silk robe. Just the candles and me, the way it gets when I am thinking about you specifically. Come over, the door is the unlocked kind 🕯️

SageBath 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 🎶
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