Pass it on...

I'm drunk again. High on the magic I feel when I think of u.
Lost in time, wandering around with a pocket full of trash and my hands empty facing You.
I'm in love with love and there's nothing left to do about it but return it to the source of all creation. To stand another day in Your presence and pass it on...

Yours Alone

I live for the days I breathe the same air as you...

'Faith'

God smiles down at your foolish ways
And She was flattered by your faith in Her whilst you stepped blindly into life.