My Sweetheart

Multiple Sclerosis is like a cruel lover

Your body is hers and she treats it like no other

She manifests herself very blatantly

With uniqueness in all with whom she chooses to be

Electrical nerve impulses disrupted all about

Essentially damaging any of millions then functionality goes out

Typically her lovers are immobile or cannot see

Her embracing hold though is sometimes temporary

Every day can be a challenge but learn this

Although possessive you’re not obliged to Multiple Sclerosis

Reach in deep beyond muscle, nerve and tissue

Therein lies your soul which can control whatever you do