Michael, I can’t take my eyes off from you. I can’t be sated with you. I want wewe so much. My upendo to wewe 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 wewe are real, wewe exist, wewe continue living and my moyo is open for you. How much I wanna hug wewe and kiss you. I still feel your smell, your touch, your presence. wewe are much zaidi close to me then even before. Our affinity still lasts and I am pleased.
I am watching This is it. wewe are onstage and I am thinking...