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The body, an unsuspecting traitor,
Not quite subtly reveals,
The reason her needs are quickly catered,
For motives you believed so cleverly concealed.

The Heart, a wounded soldier,
With no defenses of its own,
Allows the coals of desire to smolder,
Only to acquiesce defeat, and surrender its throne.

To the mind
The Mind, a ruthless liar,
Always eager to prevail,
Will offer you the highest price of desire,
Your own heartís betrayal.