Yes, if only this love you thirst for burns,
A desert wellspring, where your spirit yearns.
No parched despair, no longing unfulfilled,
This love, a chalice, patiently instilled.

A cool reprieve, a sweetness you can taste,
Banishing dryness, a love that won't be wasted.
A flowing stream, where solace finds its way,
Nourishing hope, to greet a brighter day.

So drink your fill, from depths where love resides,
This endless thirst, at last, forever satisfied.