Michael Jackson

Bright red jacket. Jet black hat from which hangs a long brown curl
The very sight of this man always sends my دل in a whirl
Pale ivory skin with a faint گلابی blush
Makes me burn with a fever as I feel my دل rush
Long black lashes surround beautiful big brown eyes
I hold my breath as my دل sighs
Luscious rosy lips in the shape of cupid
Not to kiss them would be just plain stupid
Perfectly framed slim cute nose
I catch my breath as my eyes close
Glancing my way after what seems awhile
His angelic face breaks into a smile
My pulse is racing as he draws near
So grateful my thoughts he cannot hear
Holding...

Michael walked back to the Theatre to grab his things with his head up high and a new boost in confidence. Berry noticed this as michael walked past him. "Im guessing آپ dumped her?" Berry said. "Yes berry... i did." Michael کہا voice full of confidence. "So how did she take it?" Berry asked. "She took it like a little brat she is...knowing her she going to run ہوم to daddy and tell him how i so called "broke her heart" "Michael said. "Which means daddy i either want آپ to give آپ مزید money یا find me another rich man to use for money." Berry کہا laughing. "Yep...you know how rich girls...

On the way back to her place, Michael and Breanna were silent. As he focused on the road, he thought about the mess that he was in. He was annoyed with Q and Frank. He did not understand why they waited until رات کے کھانے, شام کا کھانا to tell him about the tour. If that had happened, he would have time to adjust to the news before it was sprung on Breanna. Michael had mixed feelings about the tour. On one hand, he was excited about it because it was his 1st world tour. On the other hand, he would be gone for 2 yrs. He wondered what would happen to his relationship with Breanna. If she found another guy and started...