Your Fountain; Your Spring

Your fountain; Your Spring

You turn me on 

Your words are like water in a desert 

I am in great need of drink

I come in search of your spring that 

quenches me and I come to the 

brink 

Oh your drink satisfies me but now I'm lost

I want to drink from your fountain on and on but I cannot stay at the 

fulfilling fountain, too high is the cost

So I drink as much as I can while I have you

then you're gone 

leaving me thirsty, eager for another drink

It will never be as I want it to be

but I must be satisfied with what it is

the hunger, the thirst, the desire, the few precious moments 

that I have you with me to quench my  my desire

for you until hopefully I can drink  from your overflowing fountain 

again