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•●♥❤ ▀██▄─▄██▀❤░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░ ─██─█─██░.█.█▀█.█░█.█▀█.█▀.█❤ ─██─█─██░.█.█░░.█▄█.█▄█.█▀.█❤ ▄██───██▄.█.█▄█.█░█.█░█.█▄.█▄ ღஐ♥═══════ஜ۩۞۩ஜ═══════♥ஐღ 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. ________☼♥/)_♥☼♥_____☼♥./¯”””/’) ¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯\)☼♥¯♥☼♥¯¯¯¯☼♥’\_„„„„\) “Beauty is truth, truth beauty, that is all Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.” Keats