If I were to die today,And go back to doing something,I would be born againAnd feel it all once again.I would look at my mother's face again, For the first time.I would ride and fall from my bike again,For the first time.I would kiss the love of my life again,For the first time.I would chase that dream and live the journey again,For the first time.I will be me, again,But for the first time.

SohoOrDublinIt was one of the two Numb footsteps around lampposts Steps to doors that you can’t go in Leaving your future disappointment behind A frame of time to put up on your wall Was it soho or Dublin Untitled conversations that stream past like traffic Progressive air stuck in history’s trapAspirations to wear the city’s scent, eat up it’s waste to try gain some experience Personify the ni...

peel off my clothes  hold me down to the bed  make a home out of my body  leave as quickly as you came