Seline - The Geisha’s Knot (Seline's Yoshiwara Tale)

Steam rising from the porcelain cup... One sip for honor, one kiss for key. (One kiss for key...) Red lacquer tables under paper lanterns glowing Warm green tea with bitter nectar overflowing Tracing the crimson mark left upon the rim Watching the twilight in the tearoom growing dim Heavy silk kimonos slipping inch by inch Surrendering your body without a single flinch. Pass the cup from my lips straight into yours Closing behind us all the heavy wooden doors Bitter heat on the tongue, sweet fire on the skin This is where the ancient tea rituals begin... The Geisha’s Knot, tied in the dark Leaving a warm and permanent mark Sipping the secrets, swallowing the pride Nothing to lose and nowhere to hide! Porcelain skin meeting porcelain cup Waiting for the midnight shadow to drink up Shadows dancing on the sliding shoji screen A sacred art that the world has never seen No rush for passion, let the ceremony flow Moving as slow as the melting winter snow. Take a sip... Now press your lips to mine before you swallow. Taste the green tea on my breath. The Geisha’s Knot, tied in the dark Leaving a warm and permanent mark Sipping the secrets, swallowing the pride Nothing to lose and nowhere to hide! The tea is cold... Stay until morning.