Fountain of Love

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Have you ever wondered how sweet the mystery is that a fountain never runs dry?

Never gets old, wanting more of that jetting beauty,

The gush of waters, never tired, never diminished, unreserved.

If love were a fountain, gushing unreserved desire, how willing are you to accept it?

Seeing, knowing, assured, yet it gets old and we’ve place a tag on it.

The essence is lost only because true love is at no financial implication

Yet we let it slide so easily because it came so easily.

A blessing and a curse is what love is,

You need to choose what you want it to represent in your life.

Like a fountain, you’ll never know the source of love

But when you find it, it is better cherished for all time.

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