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
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