Michael...
I touch your soft, smooth, warm skin. My fingers tingle, my cuore skips a beat. You're blissfully asleep. Your beautiful face arest and calm. Gourgous Cioccolato cloloured, almond-shaped eyes closed. Full, cuscino lips silghtly opened, breathing quiet breaths. Your cute, silky black curls fall to the side and infront of te Angel face.
I wonder what te dream about... Songs, world peace.. all of these beautiful things.
te do a deep sigh, slightly making me jump. You're an angel. I trace your perfect jawline. I wonder if te can feel my gentle touches? If te can, do te like it? I gently sposta your hair from your face and behind your ear.
Suddenly, te sposta and your big, warm arms avvolgere around me. Your scent is deliciously intoxicating. Your body is so warm. ... I'm in Heaven. My cuore is racing. Your heartbeat is musical.
I really wish we could be together. I just want to be able to baciare your lips. To maybe just baciare your cheek. And to feel your lips on mine. In just three years... We could be together.
But you... DO te Amore me like I Amore you? Are te happier when I'm around? Are te sadder when I'm not? Does your cuore race at the speed of light when we're close? Do te get shivers at my every word?
I wish we were closer in age...
Your harmonious heartbeat and breath lull me to sleep.
***
I wake up to the murmured sounds of The Three Stooges and your angelic giggles.
"Good morning!" te give me that beautiful Smile. "Sleep well?"
"Yes," I yawn, putting my hand over my mouth.
"Your mother's coming over at 3 to pick te up for your violin lessons," te inform me, a sort of sad tone in your voice.
"Damn," I sigh and sit up.
"I know," te look at me. Your eyes are amazing. I'm actually Lost for a minuto until a bonk! on ther TV scares me. te giggle. I'm still tired. I lean on you, and we snuggle and watch TV. Curly's having Trouble with his sweater.
"So," your sweet voice sounds unsure how to start. "Have te found te Girlfriend o boyfriend yet?"
"I have my eye on people..." I blush, not wanting to make it odd. te seem dissapointed. I can tell.
"Like who?" te have that ooh, tell me! voice that te use to cover it up.
"A guy and a girl," I say, giggling and playing with your bed-headed curls. te say, with an amazing chuckle that I'm being cryptic. "Why do te need to know?"
"So if they hurt you, I can get my bodyguards to teach them a lesson," te say in all seriousness. Your eyes have dulled a bit (this happens when you're serious about things like this) and your mouth is pressed in a firm line. Your eyes are looking straight into mine, pleading, If they even look at te in a way te don't like, te tell me. "I really don't wanna see te hurt, Adds." Your eyes get their sparkly-ness (new word :D) back as I hug you. I can feel your cuore beat as fast as mine. "Thank you, Michael..." I say softly as te stroke my hair with your hand and whisper, "You're welcome..." Then te say, "You mean so much to me... I don't like seeing te hurt... It makes my stomach twist."
You're so sweet... I nod and te baciare my forehead gently. te have no idea how many farfalle are in my stomach right now. How Happy I feel, just from that little baciare on the forehead. I can't describe at all my feelings, Michael.
Your caring eyes look into mine. "If you're hurt, physically, emotionally, or-"
"I know, Mike..." I say, sorry to interrupt. "You tell me that every day..."
"Do I tell te that You're My Best Friend everyday?" te ask, a sweet Smile on your face that almost makes me lose my breath.
"Yes," I laugh. "Twice."
"I'm gonna up it to three," then that grin te give me literally makes me have to catch my breath. I giggle. "What's the occasion?"
"You," te say simply.
I'm so happy I'm your best friend and you're mine. We share secrets, play games and giggle with eachother. Just being close to te is amazing. I thank God everyday for you. I've prayed, ever since I heard your voice to meet you.
My prayers have been answered.
*~* End of part one! *~*
If I get good reviews, più than 3 likes and maybe some constructive critisism (wtf, I dont think that's how te spell it 0-0) and help with spelling errors, I'll make more! :D
L O V E
I touch your soft, smooth, warm skin. My fingers tingle, my cuore skips a beat. You're blissfully asleep. Your beautiful face arest and calm. Gourgous Cioccolato cloloured, almond-shaped eyes closed. Full, cuscino lips silghtly opened, breathing quiet breaths. Your cute, silky black curls fall to the side and infront of te Angel face.
I wonder what te dream about... Songs, world peace.. all of these beautiful things.
te do a deep sigh, slightly making me jump. You're an angel. I trace your perfect jawline. I wonder if te can feel my gentle touches? If te can, do te like it? I gently sposta your hair from your face and behind your ear.
Suddenly, te sposta and your big, warm arms avvolgere around me. Your scent is deliciously intoxicating. Your body is so warm. ... I'm in Heaven. My cuore is racing. Your heartbeat is musical.
I really wish we could be together. I just want to be able to baciare your lips. To maybe just baciare your cheek. And to feel your lips on mine. In just three years... We could be together.
But you... DO te Amore me like I Amore you? Are te happier when I'm around? Are te sadder when I'm not? Does your cuore race at the speed of light when we're close? Do te get shivers at my every word?
I wish we were closer in age...
Your harmonious heartbeat and breath lull me to sleep.
***
I wake up to the murmured sounds of The Three Stooges and your angelic giggles.
"Good morning!" te give me that beautiful Smile. "Sleep well?"
"Yes," I yawn, putting my hand over my mouth.
"Your mother's coming over at 3 to pick te up for your violin lessons," te inform me, a sort of sad tone in your voice.
"Damn," I sigh and sit up.
"I know," te look at me. Your eyes are amazing. I'm actually Lost for a minuto until a bonk! on ther TV scares me. te giggle. I'm still tired. I lean on you, and we snuggle and watch TV. Curly's having Trouble with his sweater.
"So," your sweet voice sounds unsure how to start. "Have te found te Girlfriend o boyfriend yet?"
"I have my eye on people..." I blush, not wanting to make it odd. te seem dissapointed. I can tell.
"Like who?" te have that ooh, tell me! voice that te use to cover it up.
"A guy and a girl," I say, giggling and playing with your bed-headed curls. te say, with an amazing chuckle that I'm being cryptic. "Why do te need to know?"
"So if they hurt you, I can get my bodyguards to teach them a lesson," te say in all seriousness. Your eyes have dulled a bit (this happens when you're serious about things like this) and your mouth is pressed in a firm line. Your eyes are looking straight into mine, pleading, If they even look at te in a way te don't like, te tell me. "I really don't wanna see te hurt, Adds." Your eyes get their sparkly-ness (new word :D) back as I hug you. I can feel your cuore beat as fast as mine. "Thank you, Michael..." I say softly as te stroke my hair with your hand and whisper, "You're welcome..." Then te say, "You mean so much to me... I don't like seeing te hurt... It makes my stomach twist."
You're so sweet... I nod and te baciare my forehead gently. te have no idea how many farfalle are in my stomach right now. How Happy I feel, just from that little baciare on the forehead. I can't describe at all my feelings, Michael.
Your caring eyes look into mine. "If you're hurt, physically, emotionally, or-"
"I know, Mike..." I say, sorry to interrupt. "You tell me that every day..."
"Do I tell te that You're My Best Friend everyday?" te ask, a sweet Smile on your face that almost makes me lose my breath.
"Yes," I laugh. "Twice."
"I'm gonna up it to three," then that grin te give me literally makes me have to catch my breath. I giggle. "What's the occasion?"
"You," te say simply.
I'm so happy I'm your best friend and you're mine. We share secrets, play games and giggle with eachother. Just being close to te is amazing. I thank God everyday for you. I've prayed, ever since I heard your voice to meet you.
My prayers have been answered.
*~* End of part one! *~*
If I get good reviews, più than 3 likes and maybe some constructive critisism (wtf, I dont think that's how te spell it 0-0) and help with spelling errors, I'll make more! :D
L O V E
has anyone seen the story on the 2 anno old girl who was run over TWICE! and no one stoped to help her and now shes gone well shes with god on michael.
the world is nothing without michaels Amore i really dis-pare of human nature sometimes.
her name was yue yue first she was pronounced brain dead and she died yesterday.
here is the vid warning very gruesome
link
plz do not slag off the Chinese this happens everyday all over the world.
what do think about this? plz respond.
the world is nothing without michaels Amore i really dis-pare of human nature sometimes.
her name was yue yue first she was pronounced brain dead and she died yesterday.
here is the vid warning very gruesome
link
plz do not slag off the Chinese this happens everyday all over the world.
what do think about this? plz respond.
my beautiful ghost
my beautiful ghost
the doc
love of my life
I.... Irrisistable
C......Cute
H.....Handsome
A......Adorable
E......Excellent
L......Lovable
J.......Jaw dropping
A......Awesome
C.......Cuddly
K.......Kissable
S.......Sexy
O.......Oh my God
N......Neverland
My beautiful Michael
te are my whole life
If te were alive
I would Amore to be your wife
My cuore deeply sighs
When I see your beautiful brown eyes
My cuore beats at a faster pace
When I gaze at your breathtaking face
I will Amore te forever
My cuore will leave te never×××××
Michael was a very good and sensitive.He loved nature and animals, but above all he loved children.It was a generous nature, has helped many children to solve health problems.When I feel tired, I think Michael and his ambition that made everything come out perfect.Then I mobilize myself.I find the strength to work on and make everything better.
His songs are diverse: some energetic and più sensitive.But all are attributed to the idea that people are equal, te should Amore and protect nature, children and animals.
Even if Michael Jackson died he will always live in my cuore and memory of those who loved him, respected him as a musician and dancer talent, and they valued the sensitivity, generosity and strength work.
His songs are diverse: some energetic and più sensitive.But all are attributed to the idea that people are equal, te should Amore and protect nature, children and animals.
Even if Michael Jackson died he will always live in my cuore and memory of those who loved him, respected him as a musician and dancer talent, and they valued the sensitivity, generosity and strength work.
michael jackson ( father)
published: Date: 16 October 2009
By: Staff Reporter
NEWBRIDGE
Sliverware are presenting Michael Jackson-The Tribute ''A Once In a Lifetime Exhibition at the Museum of Style icone from October 24-November 2009.
On June 25,2009,the world came to a sudden standstill in reactionn to the news of the untimely death of the greatest entertainer of all time-Michael Jackson.
Thus free tribute exhibit will showcase the most iconic property from the career of the King of Pop and includes unique memorabilia gifted from Michael to his Friends and family. These pieces have never before been on public display.
The highlight in the exhibit is Michael Jackson's iconic white glove,from his 1983 performance of Billie Jean at the Motown 25 Televisione special where he performed the moonwalk for the first time. Michael gifted this guanto to Walter Orange,one considered one of the most iconic pieces of Michael Jackson.
Once te came and knocked at my heart
your smile so brilliant, your eyes so smart
Just for te is all my love
te are a gift sent from above
Treasures are rare in life, it's true
I'm the blessed one 'cause I found you
My life was nothing until that day
please now tell me that te are here to stay
te already know how I feel
te can see it is for real
And there's no way to explain
I don't want to try in vain
Nobody told me about love, no
only te taught me all what I know
A fantastical miracle that's what te are
even più precious than a twinkling star
Can te hear me Michael? My beautiful lover
here I promise te my Amore forever.
i have read your story/article and the comets so far like one "why would mj be hurting his fans" and stuff like that well in a solution if i was THE KING OF POP after all he has BEEN through i can see why he would fake his death not to hurt his fan no. but maby to get away from all the pain and the stuff that he's been through can't te see why if this is true god please let it be true i hope he did fake his death i just want him hear now V_V but who knows we can only hope right now....idk bout te o me but i will still care for michael even if he faked his death and im sure theres superstars who fake there deaths to get away from all the relive and stuff like michael the way the tabloids treated him....can't te see? he has a right/reason to fake his death he's not hurting te o anything if this is true we can only hope but another question....why would he fake it? other than the reasons giving from this article?
The piece has received the name "broken cuore stone" because a relief break runs through the cuore designed with the imprint of Jackson's left hand. Online auction will take place in natesanders.com and will be February 15 as the data of closure. Board dates back to 1984, when Michael Jackson made the impression for the Las Vegas Walk of Fame project that never materialized. The piece was discovered in the basement of the Hotel Riviera in 2006 and was in the hands of a guest, who sold it in 2009 to its current owner for an unknown amount.
