Michael, I can’t take my eyes off from you. I can’t be sated with you. I want you so much. My love to you makes me suffer and at the same time I am satisfied with loving you. I am watching the court and I can’t believe that it’s all about you, my dear my Michael, my lover. For me you are real, you exist, you continue living and my heart is open for you. How much I wanna hug you and kiss you. I still feel your smell, your touch, your presence. You are much more close to me then even before. Our affinity still lasts and I am pleased.
I am watching This is it. You are onstage and I am thinking...