Completion in complexity
Poem by Hudhaifah Siyad
The sway of art in glides of gold,
Fingers glued to downs defined
Drawings of one told as toned.
With whipped whites of skin tendered,
Flaked wild with wonders of eye edits,
Fine lined in fantasies of pure baths,
Drawings of one told as treasured.
Of completion in complexity of all gazes,
Of sways to sides wide and to rhythms.
Of structure tall and touched in fines,
Outbursted all in pageants of dimes,
Drawings of one told as defined.
Today is then that I shall say loudest,
Beautifully baked for hearts brightest.
Today is then that I shall against all odds,
Say that love is me who is sickest in odds.
Today is then that I shall walk fanciest,
Side by side with grips strongest.
03.09.2020
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