DANYA
The Singaporienne: A Novel

Was it you who spoke the words that things would happen but not to me
Oh things are gonna happen naturally
Oh taking your advice I'm looking on the bright side
And balancing the whole thing
But often times those words get tangled up in lines
And the bright lights turn to night
Until the dawn it brings
Another day to sing about the magic that was you and me

1:01 PM lOVE OR LUST?

The way my heart skips a beat when I see you,
Can this be true?'
How my palms sweat and my gut churns,
How my lonely heart aches and yearns,
To get through that open door,
But can't get past this clear, transparent wall.

When you touch, my love and lust for you just roars,
Just scrawl,
Your limitless words in my heart,
Pointless words that just shoot,
Words that scar like arrows and darts.

But don't pull,
Don't pull at those roots.
For I have nursed my love.

Is it love?
Or just lust.


-danya-