I seek a fountain.
A fountain of love.

I want to shower in a fountain of love, I want to drink the waters from a fountain of love, I want to be watered by love as from a fountain…

Not just a single drop of rain that by the grace of God happens to land on my desert of lovelacking desperation…

That would not suffice.
That would not satisfy.

I require an ever feeding, ever cleansing, ever growing, ever continuously flowing power of love.

My heart would not survive without.