dancing in the moonlight.

she always bought a perfect bouquet of delicate pink peonies on the night of a full moon. stopped at every local flower stand within a mile radius until she found her bunch.

since she didn't sleep a wink anyways, might has well fill that gem of an apartment with something pretty to gaze at under the fluorescent silver light of the moon.

but it was more than that. 

peonies were the cure for love and romance, symbolizing a happy and harmonious companionship.

these nights she believed her one true love could hear her thoughts. she'd speak to him. hurry up and find me, my love.