Frivolous Romance Poem by Jaime Montanez Salcedo

Sometimes in life we regale with a caprice,
Which may fit with mischievous insolence
Where is not pledge but sort of carefree lease
To a romance of little consequence.
Yet so it may fall in what can be told,
There is nothing I can wish to refer,
That glorifies what would my muse unfold,
In that deceit and lies, for all is there.
Henceforth I assign myself to relate,
With all my zeal of how it begins to end,
Coyness and elusiveness accentuate,
And yet not all get los in what pretend.
Their mendacious spirits have sucked discontent
And nothing else, may say, is left to lament.