Another Michael

Chapter 22

I woke up in the middle of the night. Michael was sleeping by my side, with a smiling grimace on his perfect face. I looked at him for a while; he was angelic, he was the human embodiment of everything going right with this world and I felt so blessed to be by his side. I could feel my heart expanding larger than the room we were in, the happiness of that moment was overpowering and I had to get out and scream it to the world.

I went down the corridor and out onto the terrace. The night was wildly beautiful, the sky had tones of dark purple and blues, sprinkled with the twinkling lights of a million stars above me. I drew the crisp air deep into my lungs and let it run through me like a magic potion that made everything possible. Because all my dreams had already come true. I was so entwined with the deep emotion of nature and all the divine beauty around that I didn't even hear Michael come out. He walked quietly towards me and hugging me from behind, he placed a kiss on my neck. I leaned into it and accepted his love freely, as part of the supernatural universe that hugged us too.

'I have a little something for you', he whispered softly and guided me to a corner of the terrace where there was a grand black shiny piano that I haven't even seen, busy as I was with the beauty of the night.

He sat and did nothing but hold his long fingers above the keys for a while. I was waiting.

'I haven't done this in a long time, Mona... in such a long time. I've missed it so much, but... I couldn't... I couldn't until now.'

I looked at him and his face was steeped in raw sensation, the pure unadulterated emotion that only the energy of god running free through you can give you. I recognized it in his eyes and was in awe of it and him.

'But these two weeks you've been away, I worked on this new song' he continued. 'It was the first time after so long. It's not finished, still a draft, the musical line is just a rhythm for now, but the lyrics are complete and... Mona, you inspired this song in me. I'd like to play it for you. I'd like to play it for you forever.' I sat there staring at him, taking some breaths from time to time, few and far between. I had no need for air. He was my everything.

He started singing before he touched the keys. The first few verses were just his voice, pure, silky soft, gentle as the breeze over mountain tops in the heart of forever: the voice of god.

'Your love is magical, that's how I feel

But I have not the words here to explain

Gone is the grace for expressions of passion

But there are worlds and worlds of ways to explain

To tell you how I feel

But I am speechless, speechless

That's how you make me feel

Though I'm with you I am far away and nothing is for real

When I'm with you I am lost for words, I don't know what to say

My head's spinning like a carousel, so silently I pray

Helpless and hopeless, that's how I feel inside

Nothing's real, but all is possible if God is on my side

When I'm with you I am in the light where I cannot be found

It's as though I am standing in the place called Hallowed Ground

Speechless, speechless, that's how you make me feel

Though I'm with you I am far away and nothing is for real

I'll go anywhere and do anything just to touch your face

There's no mountain high I cannot climb

I'm humbled in your grace

Speechless, speechless, that's how you make me feel

Though I'm with you I am lost for words and nothing is for real

Speechless, speechless, that's how you make me feel

Though I'm with you I am far away, and nothing is for real

Speechless, speechless, that's how you make me feel

Though I'm with you I am lost for words and nothing is for real

Speechless your love is magical, that's how I feel

But in your presence I am lost for words

Words like, "I love you."'

I started weeping long before the song was over. The tears were just strolling down my face quietly, with no pretense, straight from my soul. When he was done singing it took me a while to be able to come back to this world from where he had taken me. I cried for a while with my face in my hands, overcome by the level of intensity of what had just happened. Michael was crying too; the sheer grace of the lyrics and high emotion he immersed into his performance were larger than any of us could handle at that point. At any point.

I got up and went and sat in his lap at the piano and put my arms around his neck and gently held his head in my hands. He hugged me just as tender and we stayed there in the warmest embrace, mixing our tears together in the sweetest blend of love.

'So you liked it?' he asked.

'My love... I am now the one who is speechless. This is the best song I've ever heard. The best I've ever felt. Way above everything else, even above what you've done so far. My favorite song of all times. Of all artists. This is the goat.'

'Good. Because it's yours. You made it happen. You created it inside me.'

There was light in his eyes and a murmur I could almost physically feel emerging from his soul and going straight into mine. Soul connected.

'You didn't write this, did you?' I asked.

'No. God did.'

'I know' I said and hugged him once more. 'I know...'

'Forever, Mona...'

'Forever, Michael...'