Dutch2lips's blog: "Poetry"

My face is painted the snowiest of white Enhancing my features for my Lords delight Black and crimson are my eyes and brows Expressing more then nature allows My lips are painted in a heart-like shape Crimson to lure eyes, there is no escape Dancing in my silks around my Lord My scented fans are not to be ignored Enticing his Lordship with all my charms Hoping at night he will take me in his arms I would let my passion and my learning's Kindle his fire and heighten his yearnings Kama Sutra I know but in Japanese I have learned it all. I serve to please The art of bathing and massaging too Dressed in silk so thin you can see through Which ever way his wishes lead I will grant and fulfill his very need His drinks I serve but more important his tea This beverage he will only drink from me The ceremony to make this very special Is designed to be quite celestial My whisk and tea scoop are at hand The bowl I use to prepare as planned First the three stand straight in line Then I cleanse them with silk so fine The tea crushed into powdered form I put in the bowl that cherries adorn A drop of water is added to the bowl Whisking quick, a smooth paste is my goal Poring boiling water onto the paste Stirring light, careful not to waste Bowing deep I hold the bowl up Waiting for his Lordship to grasp the cup Grateful that he drinks his Oolong tea Made specially for him by his Geisha, me ©dutch2lips