Three Sweet Words and a Gentle Kiss

The heart is easy to deceive.

Cut and paste another's name
To tender words I wrote for you,
The "love you"s, "want you"s all the same
As what I whispered once to you.
So stolen are these lines of love,
A new step to an ancient dance.
So why does this time seem so fresh
If nothing more than used romance?
This question, simple and naive
Is answered easily with this:
The heart is easy to deceive
With three sweet words and a gentle kiss.