Adoration de l'amour

High upon Olympus Against the wrathful storm, A tempest brews alack again Its roiling clouds perform. Her love bestows a kind word As he draws her to his side, And she wishes to believe. Before all hope has died His elegant demeanor And countenance so fair, But with a heart illusive It warns her to beware. Against such tender thoughts She coats her heart with steel, When all she really thinks about Is how he makes her feel. Her tender love coils inward Sealed within her heart, Protected by a shield He cannot pull apart. The storming clouds pass overhead And lure her eyes away, To hide the pain of anguish As he takes himself away Therein lies the answer That only time reveals so sad and melancholy all alone again she feels