I Am Still Crying

I miss you more and love you more than you will ever know,
I am still crying for you, Michael, oh how I miss you so.
I listen to your music every night and every day,
I am still crying for you Michael, the pain won’t go away.
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My hearts goes all aflutter at the mere mention of your name,
I am still crying for you, Michael, things will never be the same.
I want you back, you are my muse, I wish that you were here,
I am still crying for you, Michael, my love, my darling dear.
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I think about you all the time, and I love your sexy smile,
I am still crying for you Michael, and loving you all the while.
One day we’ll meet again, my sweet, in the heavens up above,
I am still crying for you Michael, I hope you can feel my love.
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© Essence 2/25/11

Let Me Count the Ways

“How Do I Love Thee? Let Me Count the Ways.”

I love Michael Jackson unapologetically and without the need to explain or justify my reasons to anyone. I just simply love him. My “relationship” with Michael is personal. He has been a part of my life for 30+ years. I love him in many ways and for many reasons…perhaps too many to count. There is so much to love about Michael. He touched each of our lives in very special ways, and he lives on in our memories and in our hearts. Each person defines and expresses their love for Michael based on their affinity toward him and what he means or represents to them. Michael is my muse.

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So I ponder the thought of “how do I love Michael Jackson?” Well, actually, I could go on to write an epic novel on this subject. Or, your  journey through my blog might give you an idea as to how I love Michael Jackson. But for the sake of time and space, I will defer to the loving, sincere, and passionate words of “Sonnet 43 ” by Elizabeth Barrett Browning to offer you a glimpse of my love and admiration for my dear Michael.

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How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of being and ideal grace.
I love thee to the level of every day’s
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for right.
I love thee purely, as they turn from praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood’s faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints. I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.

Where There Is Love

Where there is love, you will find Michael’s spirit.
Where there is caring, you will find Michael’s heart.
Where there is hope, you will find Michael’s courage.
Where there is truth, you will find justice for Michael.
Where there is healing, you will find Michael’s warmth.
Where there is L.O.V.E...he’ll be there in our hearts.