I No Longer Can Poem by Mary Wismer

I think to myself, you are as delicate as silk.
My heart beats so swiftly that I began
to bight down on my teeth so fears
and the pain goes away for a moment.
I cry because I no longer can listen.
and the pain goes at the moment in which I mention you.
I am crying because I no longer can
I listen to, because I can see you.
In my nose there is a pungent odor,
when I think of you, I smell you well enough.
I hear something is not what my ear wants to hear,
I hear away, hear your voice, everything else is quiet.
Each of my sense covers only you,
I say it again, treasure, I love you!
If my day finished, is to love thee,
the only thing not pass.
I put myself to bed, thinking of you,
close your eyes and relax me.
My eyes are too, but I can see you.
My nose smells your scent, the only thing in my air.
My ears hear your voice, they always listen to you.
My body is still, he feels only yourself,
you're soft and tender, and I love you.
My tongue is also to Rush,
I taste you, because my sweeter just you
since the time when I saw you, I did not like me happened.