Desert Fountain

She’s a fountain in the desert.
Her love wells up until it overflows,
Bubbling out onto the parched desert.

The desert sops up the love
Yet, remains parched.
Its thirst unquenched.

Love continues to bubble up,
Pouring from the fountain,
Watering the barren desert.

Greedily the desert gulps up the love,
But stays hard, barren, and dry.
Unreplenished – the fountain dries up.

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