Rewatching The Same Loox Ever Poem by Anna Polibina-Polansky

I strongly dislike whatever I am shown. I am in need of my beloved half, everything of her. I fancy up her repertory only. I am sufficed.
You are the 2nd after her, reminding her greatly. I have no idea of what I would have prefered, if she had not appeared. You ought to have given a try to stay with me back then. Why you hadn't.
I am uninterested of images, pictures, looks. I am in love. I don't see how I could glorify my wife, if not electronic resources. But for you, I wouldn't have even met her, so iou, to a certain respect. But who cares now when I am wedded. Perhaps you, a tiny bit? Okay, keep your looks, I need them just this way. UC, I am uninterested of any looks aside. No outer interest, no left desire at all. I am devoted to my wife, and I watch you fancifully. Oh hmm. My personal Eden was once thought up; all other folks are bleak, can't they get it and stay at their own shadow?