Drip, swish, plink
Drip off the faucet
The liquid beads slide down her leg
Plink into the water
He raises his head
Swish goes his tail
The drops catch the candlelight
Magnifying the fairy hairs on her leg
Her skin is electric, like velvet
Drip, swish, plink
She raises the glass to her lips
The wine is translucent
He can see her lips through the glass
A permanent pout
Drip, swish, plink
A drop falls from her mouth
Drip
Slides down the curve of her breast
And into the water
Plink
She reaches over and scratches his head
Her blonde hair shedding water on the floor
“You’re a good boy Melvin, I love you”
Swish
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