Selfishly ~~ I prefer your performance - over that of an impersonator...
Selfishly ~~ I can detect immediately; intricacies that tell me they are not you...
Provocatively ~~ I imagine something you might have said, a move you might have made - and secretly I smile...
Provocatively ~~ The darkness of the car - the whisper of the a/c blowing your lyrics towards my face...your music speaks...
Selfishly ~~ I am purposely lost in a world where I share you with no one...Even if it is just to smile and say ''hello''...
Selfishly ~~ My mind is a private stage...where a one man show begins...and the artistically orchestrated moves you make - send me into a brain lock up - where nothing else exists but you...
Provocatively ~~ I imagine I detect a scent...your Black Orchid...as though created in your imagery...
But the saddest thing yet...
Is Selfishly ~~ I wish that you are not in heaven ~~ but here with us...
Because Selfishly ~~ We don't want to imagine anymore...
Provocatively ~~ You make our hearts literally skip a beat...you know? The way your heart can flutter....
And Selfishly ~~ We are lost again - breathing you - knowing you - consuming you...
Come back Michael. The world needs more miracles like you again.