The Fountain

poetry about waiting for love

My fountain has run dry
I have no water to give you

Thirsty for lust
This is only a game to you
But my fountain is empty
I have no water to give you
Yearning for sweet satisfaction
Whispering melodies of desire in my ear
Sorry I'm a little old fashioned
You won't find anything tasteful here

My fountain has run dry
I have no water to give you

A taste of innocence
To quench your lustful thirst
Is not worth my future
And will only make matters worse
Your words of "I love you"
Are sung back to me in sweet harmony
But if your heart is true
Why can't you wait for me