TINY PIECES OF
EVERYTHING YOU ARE
DEFINE MY LOVE FOR
YOU. YOUR WORDS HAVE
WISDOM IN THEIR SOUND,
YOUR MOVEMENTS A HINT
OF YOUR SWAY. FROM
YOUR EYES SPEAKS THE
DEPTH OF YOUR SOUL,
THE TIMBRE OF YOUR
LAUGH CARESSES YOUR
SMILE. I BREATH A
LITTLE EASIER KNOWING
YOUR SPIRIT BRIGHTENS
SO MUCH OF MINE. IT IS
YOUR GIFT THAT BONDS ME✿`·٠•●♥❤


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I become the
stars and the moon.
I become the lover
and the beloved.
I become the victor
and the vanquished.
I become the master
and the slave.
I become the singer
and the song. I become
the knower and the known.
I keep on dancing and
then, it is the eternal
dance of creation.
The creator and creation
merge into one
wholeness of joy.
I keep on dancing
and dancing .......
and dancing, until
there is only.....
the dance.

Excerpt from Dancing the Dream
MICHAEL JACKSON

❤¸.•*¨✿.•*´¨`♥❤¸.•*¨✿.•*´¨`♥❤¸.•*¨✿.•*´¨`♥❤❤¸.•*¨✿.•*´¨`♥❤

Michael, Thou art Love

I have tried with
all my being to
grasp a form
comparable to thine own,
but nothing seems
worthy to compare
to you my darling.
For it would be
unjust to denounce
the beauty of such
a creature as thee,
to simply cast
away the precision
God had placed in
forging you.
Each facet of your
being whether it
physical or spiritual
is an ensnarement
from which there
is no release.
I do not
wish release.
I wish to
stay entrapped
forever with Thee
for all eternity.

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“Beauty is truth,
truth beauty,
that is all
Ye know on earth,
and all ye
need to know.”

Keats