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Broken Geisha

 
A rare beauty who wants
who needs only a love
not spoken nor asking
bleeds in between her
lines of poetic sanskrit
 
Terse in one to one
she speaks deeply  
I've fallen in her well
of emotion and pleas
 
I drown in her of my
own will and claw at
the wet walls of her
insides
only to discover the
etchings of her spirit
broken carved deep into
each stone of her heart.
 
She rarely sings anymore
for fear of hurting
others with her share of
pain.  
 
She is my  Broken Geisha,  
ever the professional  
reared from her birth  
to this day.
 
My spirit has been
touched by  
her  
ancient traditions of art, dance and song.
Written by Tallen (earth_empath)
Published | Edited 1st Feb 2019
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