Find the hidden message in this odd bit of poetry.
Seduction, the lost art, springs from your own lust. A tamer ploy won't sprout a fire and lightly blaze a new address to unlocked, coy desires. Indeed, what hope is so couched, thus has love to every eye open. Unaided love's not seen, despite the depth of its colors. -- Anon
(In reply to
re: Perhaps it should have been rated harder by Mindrod)
A gold star to Mindy, or perhaps an apples tart. A good cryptographer must artfully conceal their hidden message.
I would even doubt that Anon was part of the conclusion, especially when dealing with hidden devices.
It is possible to decode "unlocked, coy desires".