Michael, I cannot get over you. You are not the man that possible to get over at all. I got so close to you for the last two years. I have literally lived with you sharing your events, your joy and sorrows and showing to you my excitement, my admiration and my tears. You became another part of me. You got under my skin so I merged with you and I cannot live already without feeling you in me. It happens that I don’t sense space and time between us, everything fades away, and only you and I exist in the entire world. It seems that I am reaching you and I am able even to feel the warmth of your body. I devote my thoughts, my poems to you without getting your reaction back. But anyway, I feel our intimate connection. Everywhere I go, everything I do I still feel the presence of you. You seem to me the only one man I could live with and couldn’t do without. No matter how worn out I am, since you are with me my spirit lifts up easily. I love you.
Emotions, true, original emotions that’s what catch people. And you, my darling, opened you heart and flew your emotions widely onstage. You carried me into your world of sweet dreams, spotlights, and sincere love. Your soul was so generous to share your excitement. And what I love when you perform. You are so much alive and possessed onstage that I can’t take my eyes off you. This is similar to sex, when you see your partner excited, watch his wild reaction you become more emotional right back, then you and your partner merge as a whole and that where the real pleasure and bliss are. I can imagine what you were feeling while performing.