'A Reflection Of Jay The Great' Poem by Micheal Valencia

Jay holds the future close with hands
that have known known wonders;
the orgiastic feast that is indulged in,
leaving satiated with sensations of the past;
the intensity to burn within a fecund breast,
capable of desires without measure—
a frenzied glow radiating from the spirit
and rendering the flesh translucent,
as clear as freshwater:
suffusing all surroundings with a luminous light,
dispelling darkness and renting the veil which saves
the passionate soul form its own passion.

To have walked with Jay in those 8 chapters,
to have loved Daisy alike, to have trusted Nick alike-
to have so believed the sieve to hold our grains of affection,
to have assumed the void would relinquish itself,
to have stood in the Egg and felt we would be filled.