Geisha Girl

Will you pour me tea
Or dance an odori so elegantly
Recite a verse of ancient word
Play a tune or sing like a bird
I see you glance from behind that fan
Your coyness so alluring
I'm not fooled
You float like a flower as you stroll by
A face of painted pale perfection
You are an artistic innocence I admire
Will you call me Sir and submit freely
Geisha girl
Your hair flows, with matted lips of red
Will you be compliant lying in my bed
Geisha girl
Dance for me
Take my collar dismiss your own
Kneel
Be mine and no other