Michael, Michael, Michael...
What I wouldn't give to just be in your presence... To have our eyes meet. Even if it is just a glance. A glance would be all I need of you. I get mariposas at just the mere thought of you, so if tu looked at me... (Ooh, Butterflies!)
Then you'd give me that Smile... The one that shows your pearly white teeth in contrast with your scruptious mocha skin... tu look really good dressed in white, did tu know that? It's Heavenly. Maybe you're waiting for me, in that white suit and a parte superior, arriba hat... When I get inicial (to Paradise) I'll look around and you'll say, like in that Pepsi commercial, "You looking for me?"
Oh, Michael... tu don't know how Badly I want to just Hold your Hand. Your hands are so big! I imagine they're nice and warm, just like your hugs...
Michael, I'm addicted to you. tu Rock My World. tu Are My Life. tu make me Smile.
I want to run my finger through your soft, silky curls. I want to see the world in your eyes. I want to feel your corazón beat. (It must be musical...) I want to feel your breath on my neck. I want to make tu feel good.
My God, Michael... tu mean so much to me. My every thought is you. Even when I'm focused on different things, like when I'm at school, you're on my mind.
I swear, sometimes I feel that you're with me. It's usually when I get what I call a "Michael High" (The only High I ever want). I get mariposas and chills. tu are the only man I want.
tu are so amazing.
I want to splash in the pool with you, challenge tu to water fights and hide and seek games. I want tu to teach me things. I want to get to know you. I want to be your best friend. I just want to stare into your eyes.
Oh, Michael, tu make me wanna sing! tu make me wanna dance, squeal and Cry! tu are the most amazing man in the world. There can NEVER be anyone like you. tu are so beautiful and unique. We could make great friends.
I could sing in my tone-deaf voice, and tu can sing in your ángel voice, our little diddies and laugh at inside jokes! Have comida fights!
Then at the end of the day, we could cuddle up on the sofá and watch something. Three Stooges, Pinochio, Peter Pan, whatever we feel like watching.
Then, if your okay with it, I would amor to just give tu a gentle kiss. On those full, soft sweet lips.
Oh, Michael...
I amor tu so much. I can't properly explain. I think I'm in amor with you.
But I'm only 15, what would I know about Love? I may never fecha anyone in real-life, but as long as I know I'll see tu someday, in Paradise, I don't care. I can't wait to see tu Michael...
Oh, Michael...
What I wouldn't give to just be in your presence... To have our eyes meet. Even if it is just a glance. A glance would be all I need of you. I get mariposas at just the mere thought of you, so if tu looked at me... (Ooh, Butterflies!)
Then you'd give me that Smile... The one that shows your pearly white teeth in contrast with your scruptious mocha skin... tu look really good dressed in white, did tu know that? It's Heavenly. Maybe you're waiting for me, in that white suit and a parte superior, arriba hat... When I get inicial (to Paradise) I'll look around and you'll say, like in that Pepsi commercial, "You looking for me?"
Oh, Michael... tu don't know how Badly I want to just Hold your Hand. Your hands are so big! I imagine they're nice and warm, just like your hugs...
Michael, I'm addicted to you. tu Rock My World. tu Are My Life. tu make me Smile.
I want to run my finger through your soft, silky curls. I want to see the world in your eyes. I want to feel your corazón beat. (It must be musical...) I want to feel your breath on my neck. I want to make tu feel good.
My God, Michael... tu mean so much to me. My every thought is you. Even when I'm focused on different things, like when I'm at school, you're on my mind.
I swear, sometimes I feel that you're with me. It's usually when I get what I call a "Michael High" (The only High I ever want). I get mariposas and chills. tu are the only man I want.
tu are so amazing.
I want to splash in the pool with you, challenge tu to water fights and hide and seek games. I want tu to teach me things. I want to get to know you. I want to be your best friend. I just want to stare into your eyes.
Oh, Michael, tu make me wanna sing! tu make me wanna dance, squeal and Cry! tu are the most amazing man in the world. There can NEVER be anyone like you. tu are so beautiful and unique. We could make great friends.
I could sing in my tone-deaf voice, and tu can sing in your ángel voice, our little diddies and laugh at inside jokes! Have comida fights!
Then at the end of the day, we could cuddle up on the sofá and watch something. Three Stooges, Pinochio, Peter Pan, whatever we feel like watching.
Then, if your okay with it, I would amor to just give tu a gentle kiss. On those full, soft sweet lips.
Oh, Michael...
I amor tu so much. I can't properly explain. I think I'm in amor with you.
But I'm only 15, what would I know about Love? I may never fecha anyone in real-life, but as long as I know I'll see tu someday, in Paradise, I don't care. I can't wait to see tu Michael...
Oh, Michael...
