The Man who made HIStory

He was once a small-time boy

with big musical promise and big voice

got him to be one of the biggest entertainers ever.

He has the cœur, coeur the size of Russia,

the musique gift of Apollo,

the wisdom of an African elephant,

and the grace and beauty of a swan.

He stunned the world with his timeless, classic works of art.

He fought through his darkest times,

from the difficult times that he had as a child

to the false accusations he was innocent.

Despite that, he remained tough

He was only child-like, not childish.

He shocked the world when he left us and this earth

He may be gone, but we will never forget you.

Michael looked down at Jennine and moved in clse. Jennine breathed in his scent deeply. She recognised the fragranc Bal a Versailles cause she owned it urely because she knew it was Michaels favorite. Luckily she had chosen to wear it too that day. Michael smiled when he éperlan it. He lowered his head and éperlan her neck. "Did toi like dancing with me Jennine"? he asked biting his lower lip. long black lashes framed his rose cheeks. Jennine gaze up at him and a dit "I think toi know the answer to that Michael" Michael giggled and a dit "I guess I just wanted to hear toi say it" Pulling her closer he looked directly in her eyes. Jennines cœur, coeur was hammering at the beautiful sight of him so close to her. Looking at his shiny red lips Jennine longed to Kiss them. As if hearing her prayer Michael still looking in her eyes gently put his lips to hers. Soft at first then plus demanding. His tongue gently probed Jennines mouth.