The Geisha Girl
Posted: Fri Jun 19, 2015 4:04 pm
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Ebony shadows move
behind the shoji screen,
and the tea light flickers
like a swallowtail butterfly.
Vibrato of koto music,
pulsating in the wind.
The song of a Japanese quail
within cherry blossom trees.
The geisha girl dances
like the Moon over Tokyo,
alluring with fresh flowered perfume.
Her hair arranged like an ikebana,
nestled with purple orchids and beads.
A black silk kimono
upon the bamboo floor,
and sweet scent of lemongrass
drifts in the window.
The geisha girl discreetly whispers
behind the rice paper screen.
© 2015 SyberRose
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Ebony shadows move
behind the shoji screen,
and the tea light flickers
like a swallowtail butterfly.
Vibrato of koto music,
pulsating in the wind.
The song of a Japanese quail
within cherry blossom trees.
The geisha girl dances
like the Moon over Tokyo,
alluring with fresh flowered perfume.
Her hair arranged like an ikebana,
nestled with purple orchids and beads.
A black silk kimono
upon the bamboo floor,
and sweet scent of lemongrass
drifts in the window.
The geisha girl discreetly whispers
behind the rice paper screen.
© 2015 SyberRose
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