The fountain never empties,
The everflowing, infinite supply,
It sparkles in the moonlit sky.
I can't help but watch with intent,
As the lifeless body patiently waits,
Across from old and ancient gates.
Hours pass faster than trains,
But still you haven't come,
My body has gone numb.
Facing away from the fountain,
I toss my coin into the pool,
When in Rome, do as the Roman's do.