Illusion

Thine was the glory - When the sun rose one winter morning, To love me, I relished myself and basked with my esteem, I was abided by the greeting rays - And I followed it, till my eyes seized me... Thine was the glory - I saw her at a glance and it seemed I lived the moment - It seemed I lived a life. Thine was the glory - When the moon gleamed one winter evening, To hug me, I enchanted myself and suspired the fondness, I was maneuvered by the adorning rays - And I winked it, till my arms hemmed in... Thine was the glory - I hugged her for once and it seemed I lived the moment - It seemed I lived a life. Thine was the glory - When the spring got hold of time and allayed the daylight, To verse me, I sensed myself and pleased the warmth, I was sedated by the soulful met - And I graced it, till the flushing time... Thine was the glory - I assured her for once and it seemd I lived the moment - It seemed I lived a life. Thine was the glory - When the summer flamed up and brightened the liaison, To bless me, I devoted myself and assured the consequence, I was honored by the moral dignity - And I adored it, till my endurance evinced the realisms... Thine was the glory - I valued her for once and it seemed I lived the moment - It seemed I lived a life. Thine was the glory - When the sun doomed behind the roaring clouds, To lust me, I drenched myself and coused along with the mizzle, I was lipped by the wishful drops - And I sheltered it, till my love stormed with the illusion... Thine was the glory - I endured the roarings and it seemed I was only living those moments - As it only seemed I was living a life but not a realism.