a poem for geisha
there she is, and there she was,
long forgotten long and lost.
we did not ask for her to come
we dont want her to stay
but someday when your home alone
and feel the coldness at your spine
you welcome her with all your kind.
with all her love and dark white eyes
you fell for her charm like clouds in the night.
you never want this night to end
but soon the sun will set
and you will be lost in life again
feeling lost and in despair
you whisper her name silently in the air
.......geisha
-Nachtgedanke