Like A Virgin, Touched For The Very

For Me, A Male Image That I'm Really Moved By Is Somewhere Between Of Oscar Wilde Type Of A Male: The Fop, The Long Hair, The Suits, Too Witty For His Own Good, Incredibly Smart, Scathingly Funny - All That. But Then My Other Ideal Is More Like The Buddhist Monk - The Shaved Head, Actually Someone Who Sublimates Their Sexuality.

I've Slept With Prince.

When My World Seems To Crumble All Around, And Foolish People Try To Bring Me Down, I Just Think Of Your Smile Face, And I'm Flying.

Only When I'm Dancing Can I Feel This Free.

And, It Seems Like A Whole New Generation Of Kids Have Discovered His Genius And Are Bringing Him To Life Again. I Hope That Wherever Michael Is Right Now He Is Smiling About This. Yes, Michael Jackson Was A Human Being But He Was A King. Long Live The King.