Closeup on me, sipping from a glass of lemonade
The condensation beads on the glass, gathering droplets
Until a single drop falls off the bottom of the glass, hanging in the air
Lit up by the sun streaming through the window
The light following its glistening path as it falls down down down
Finally landing in my cleavage
Spreading from a droplet to a rivulet of cool water, running down the slope of my breasts
Making me shiver and gasp as it moves down between them