I’ll keep chasing behind something
Feigning like the pages
I used to turn
Juicy lips with a smile so bright
Lit candle wax vowed
to keep right on...burning
When I saw it
forgot where I was
Where I came from
When you opened your hand
the world became a prop for me
to stand upon
Reveled in verve
Convinced of my special blend
You king-ed me
giving me my first diadem
Placed it on top of my head
Such a prize but I was before
we became steady
Feeling everybody else
had to walk
Where all I had to do was tangle
inside the currents
and fly...fly
You be that reason J why...why
Until all came crashing
Cryptic glass to the ground
No longer the force beside me
Us hanging around
I waited for your return
An absence so pronounced
I was pitiful
the party who wrecked stuff
It was never a preference, leaving
I'll admit to tearing things up
Reserved about grieving any more
I'm coming alive in celebration
of what you continue to comprise
The regality of myself in your sight
Even if sorrow reigned for
a while
Distress no longer a liquefied body
streaming
Imposition through out my life
The last thought is not for me to
die soon
but that another breathes the spirit
you use to be
Forward, I had to go
with the same kind of passion
Energetic but never fasting
Heart racing
Feet committed to a pace
Chasing seconds in order
to find a pale imitation…
Waiting for someone to aim for
the moon
Who cherished me good
Lovin me down like Julian
of indigo could
My Julian
Julian
Julian would
Mandika's Plate 2008
Author notes
future love
