Of all beautiful things, stands it prima

A boyish crush, to the lovely teacher

It’s a taboo, but only for the guru

As it’s just learning , for the cupid struck

Homework is priority, guru must impress

Stay longer in class, for the visual treat

Best of behaviour, cast in stone

Browls all, comes in defence of her

Dreams get direction, need of learning

Jump in, where angels tread

Simulate the volcano, not afraid of lava

Nor of blood, it’s turning white

Boyish crush, known only to self

Pray, find it O’ the lovely teacher

Sometimes, it will change the world

A world in quest, of a tertiary learning