Pansy love

Proclamations of love declared
In witness of the earthly skies
Now in flames of deceit flared
In that flame , the flicker dies

To the man who swore I do
Pretend she did of love untold
Soon came another man with all ado
A pack of new lies, she added to her old

Truly wicked , she never was
The wind she was, she just changed
But to hell , she sure had a pass
For guilt nor morals ever exchanged

The stars beyond the yonder
The clouds she could never hold
In the unattained lived her  wonder
So much more vice of her could be told

The wild lily once usurped with so much glee
in her clasp, never does hold her fancy
With her relentless whims... she does flee
Yes... her love was just a little pansy..

The chase..The hunt..She cherished
The prey does become her victim
A victim...forgotten and perished..
A victim to her love...her whim