In teaching her a music lesson,
I could enjoy treble pleasure
Of having her presence close by,
Hearing her voice in a tone sexy,
And looking in intervals her eyes.
Where could I get this privilege,
The one unobserved and undisturbed,
In derivation of visual lust?
No wonder, I taught her without a fee.
03.11.2014
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