Mind is a monkey

She tamed her mind not to fall in love again.

Trust not what you see, lay not your hand on the rose again, said her mind.

But little did she know, that mind is a monkey, playing a game.

He bowed his knees and asked her hand.

What are you waiting for, said her silly mind.

Daily prompt: Tame

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