Draped in a floral kimono that rustles with finesse
Knotting with an obi belt and my meticulously tied tress
My beauteous face masked in snow white silhouette
And two luscious lips painted in deep crimson red
Cloaked in mystery and oh! So nubile and euphoric
I am from the Orient, a beauty so exotic and alluring
Enthralling the guests, blithe spirit I seductively display
Elusive, untouchable and unattainable I am, so to say
My nimble fingers strum the Shamisen with great ease
With my virtuoso performances, my guests as I please
Serving Matcha tea in Ochaya, daintily I meander
With them, I sweetly converse and indulge in witty banter
Representing vain dreams, ambitions and secret desires
I’m an unfathomable mystery, an epitome of feminine power
Often loathed in society my self-esteem often disappears
The porcelain look I wear prudently hides my silent tears
Despite all the adulation, a lonely soul I possess
Many hold me in reverence as if l am a divine goddess
An artisan so sophisticated and extremely bold
I am Geisha, an intriguing mystery yet to unfold
Obi Belt: A sash for kimono
Shamisen: A three-stringed Japanese musical instrument