For my second poem, i’ve decided to go in a drastically different direction, and use hip hop/Drake ‘n’ B as the square root. I will continue trying different formats, styles and rhyming schemes as I slowly get to grips with this new fascinating way to write poetry,
We had the type of nights where morning comes too soon… and nothing was the same.
The proof of us was left in those dark embraces, where no light could separate, like we were the same.
Watch me, going out of the way when I should’ve went home, only time of the day I get to spend on my own.
Straying from the path well laid, forsaking the familiar, my senses betray the solitude not gained of its own.
We ain’t spoke in so long, probably put me in the past. I can still get you wet and I can still make you laugh.
Distant memories, do my lips move on mute? A background film from your past? Still I move you to lust, still I move you to laugh.
Girl you know we got thangs to do,
Love, no rest while work’s still to be done
Get your ass in the car and come through.
Why has it been so long?
Time, our extrapolated song.
Why has it been…?
When last did I dream…?
Who you been crying too?
The tears that I gave to you.
Who you been flying to?
Is that what I made you do?
Whose bed are you sleeping in?
Could another’s heart be sneaking in?
Someone’s been hiding you,
From the love that I lent to you.
Where have you been? You deserve rounds tonight, come through.
For those interested in hearing the original song Drake – Come Thru
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