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February 8, 2013

Geisha Girl

Arica Brazil

The silk licked each other piece slowly
As she danced and moved her limbs bit by bit
Her red rouge lip made no movements as her eyes
Made soft, silent spells on the soldiers
And the bankers
And the engineers
She was a graceful fish as the air around her expanded
And relaxed to fit her beauty
Her hair full of blossoms fresh from the branches
And her hair, the smooth, glossy soot mingled between the soft petals
That never jumped but waved slowly like a whisper
And before the night was over all the men were pleased
Saki drenched minds and their appendages rang
As her face, her dance, her silk resounded within their memories.

 

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