I allow my gaze to wander…
A stranger to the stars
A blood red moon contents my mind
Though my heart pools upon the wet grass
A dewy morning outlasts the high wind of the night
I saw his face and held it there
Why would I be so cruelly kept, and heed him as my torment?
Does love regale even the most trifle inadequacy?
Unable to control the destiny lain before us…
As I have spent an eternity living in the shadow of its start
What cruelties have I witnessed?
That I shall abuse upon another
Just to win his love…
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Love of a Geisha
~Dedicated to the Memoirs of a Geisha
(The Chairman)
What with this parody
Kept in glass has tipped his heart
Ensconced his lust a virile storm
Trussed his smart a winded song bird
Blind to love’s severity
For his soul cannot bear its loss
