Nothing to choose, nothing to lose:
When mind is confused - heart is abused.
There’s nothing to tell except farewell...
How dare I smell how senses swell?
I feel you thoughts like thunder...
I know you won’t deny:
I’m falling deeply under
Your complicated why.
We act like queerness listers
Despite our inner blame.
Throughout all humans distance
I still can touch your flame...
No one can tell the future,
No one can save the past...
But there is a blasting mutual
In phrase: “not least but last”.