Far, far too many times
I have allowed to to speak
harshly to me, my love. I am
only absorbing what I can. If
you do say these things forever
will I leave? I'm up in arms.
No, you must listen. I will not be treated
like this. Your mouth inst fair and your
eyes are on fire. I have done nothing but
ask one small task from you..... treat me like a lady.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem