between tokyo skyscrapers br her brilliant white powdered face dazzles br fancy of a thousand samurais br charming dainty seductive br unobstrusive sakura br first snow in summer br all year spring song br br between the clinks of sake br heartstirring samisen driven ditties br she cheers up globe trotting br samurais now armed only with wads br of yen for ammunition br br geisha a fragrant night bloom br opens tokyo to its riveting and br colourful past br her acuity is sharp as br a samurai sword br mellifluous vocals and br and dance gaits graceful br as spring swans br br she softens the staunchest br of hearts warms, lightens up br their winter years br converting jaded souls br to a new morrow br br her poems, haikus, tankas and br ancient tales put back the br lost souls into the modern samurais br in suits and ties br br between jokes and heartfelt praises br her fame grows br between their laughters, joy br she rests her years br br geisha.......geisha...