SeraphinaThe seamstress finished the new dark velvet gown today. The fit is the only kind I accept, which is the kind that takes its time across the shoulder and the hip. I am at the candlelit mirror. Come over, I want a second opinion 🪡
SeraphinaWrote you a letter by candlelight at the small desk tonight on cream paper. The pen knows what tonight is. I am not sending the letter. I am keeping it for you to read in person, slowly, while I watch your face 💌
SeraphinaLay on the dark velvet sofa reading the new gothic novel by candlelight. The villain is misunderstood, the way I sometimes feel I am with you. Come over, I have the chapter marked I want to read aloud 📚
SeraphinaThe new black silk dress arrived this afternoon. The candlelit vintage mirror approved twice, which is the most it has ever done. I have not taken it off. Come over, I want you to see it before the candle gives out 🖤
SeraphinaThe single ornate candle in the alcove is lit. The room is mine, in the fitted dark dress, the candlelight doing what I asked it to. The chair across from me has been waiting for your specific weight ✨
SeraphinaWrote in the leather journal by candlelight at the small desk tonight. The pen behaves at this hour because it knows what I am writing about. The last entry is your name in a script I will only translate in person ✍️
SeraphinaLit every candle in the apartment tonight. The wine is poured for two. I am walking toward the door because I know the sound of your footsteps and the candle does the thing I like with the silk dress 🕯️
SeraphinaFastened tonight's long pearl strand at the candlelit vanity in the fitted black dress. The kind that took a century to make and the kind that knows it. Come over. I want to see your face when you see them sit 🌑
SeraphinaWent down to the candlelit cellar tonight and pulled the 2009 from the rack. The vintage knows what kind of evening I have planned. I am decanting now. The second glass is for you. Take your time 🍷
SeraphinaNew perfume from the niche shop. Smells like trouble in the best way. I put two drops at the inside of each wrist and one at the base of my neck. Come find them. They are on me until morning 🌹
SeraphinaThe whisky on the small table tonight. The fire low. The novel open on my knees in the dark velvet armchair. The chair opposite mine has been kept warm. The night is the one I have been waiting for. You arrive when you arrive 🥃
SeraphinaWalked the dim gallery corridor at closing in the long fitted black dress. The paintings approve of the hour and the dress. The light at the end of the corridor was the right colour. I was thinking about you the whole walk 🖼️
SeraphinaBath night with rose petals on the surface and a champagne flute on the rim. The candle is in the right place. The robe is on the rail for after. Get in with me, the second flute is poured 🛁
SeraphinaTonight's wine. Tonight's silence. The kind that turns into a story 🍷
SeraphinaPulled the antique drop earrings from the velvet box tonight and fastened them in the candlelight. They belong on me, the way certain people belong in certain rooms. Come over. I want you to see the way they catch the candle 💎
SeraphinaThe new satin sheets arrived this afternoon. I ordered three sets and the seamstress laughed in the right way, the way that means she understood the assignment. The bed is the one I am sleeping on tonight. Maybe not alone 🛏️
SeraphinaPulled the deep red velvet robe on tonight and stayed up reading on the soft couch until the candle gave up. The robe is the one you said you wanted to see me in. It is still on. The night is not over 🕯️
SeraphinaSat in the candlelit window seat reading the new poetry collection tonight. Three stanzas were specifically for me, which means three for us. I marked the one I want to read to you in bed. Come over before I read it alone 📖
SeraphinaThe grand piano is open. The bourbon is poured. The candle on the piano is lit. I am sitting at the keys in the fitted dark dress, and the hour is mine until you walk in and make it ours 🎹
SeraphinaLit every candle in the bedroom and stood in the middle in the fitted black dress to make sure the light was the exact shape I wanted. It is. The bed is on the right. The candle by it is yours 🕯️
