Drewniany ptak dekoracyjny ręczny półksiężyc metalowy palnik kadzideł czarny złoty salon biurko palnik kadzideł bliskowschodni arabski ornament

As twilight settles, you light the white wax on the golden candlesticks. The hand-punched metal texture refracts the firelight into starbursts, casting swaying grapevine shadows on the linen tablecloth. The moment I push the door open, the hot wax falls right into the recessed baroque base - like a late drop of amber. We sit opposite each other across a liquid sunlight, the patina green and champagne gold flowing over the rim of the glass as you turn the candlestick. In the sudden burst of candlelight, I see crushed diamonds borrowed from eighteenth-century European courts resting on your eyelashes, while the entire twenty-first-century night outside the window is being pushed farther away by this cupping of quivering light.