Is it Right or is it Wrong?

What do I have to do
to make you understand,
that I love you from my heart and
that you're my only man: (husband).

I shower you with kisses
and tender love everyday,
but no matter how hard I try
you accuse me of another anyway.

I cry and I cry, but
your heart only hardens.
You rant and you rave,
and say "I won't be pardon."

"Pardon for what," I say
"I didn't do anything wrong,"
but that line of defense only makes
you loose more control.

You lead me to the bedroom
where I must prove my love for you,
which is not difficult because
I love only you.

Two tired and sweaty bodies
after the storm has been calmed,
now lying in heavenly bliss
no wrong has been done.