गेइषा

if i was a geisha
i would paint my lips red
like marriage, like fire, like blood
if i was a geisha
i would pin my hair and dance for men
and live for no one but myself
if i was a geisha
i would keep him a secret lover
beneath my obi like a good luck charm
like my crying whispers
like my aching heart
like my lily feet
like smoke from the incense
of one night's enchantment