Love me tender,
he cried,
smiling,
vengeance,placed behind his eyes,
he smiled some more,
as he called her a *****,
for the second time this week.

She packed her bags as she left him again,
his woman noticed the tears pouring down his face,
such shame and disgrace,
he was wearing so much pain.

Yet again,
She unpacked them all,
put them away,
naively believing,
it wouldn't happen again,
course it wouldn't,
she couldn't leave,
not again,
not for the second time this week,

Sorry said he,
he said,
I promise,
Truly,
I do,
Never again will I beat you black and blue,
I love you.
And once again he did!

The bruise on her eye the result of a tumble,
so he said,
As he gave her a steak,
to stick over her swollen eye,
(C) Livvi