Sonnet: love

Thy sorrow'st pain must vanish.
thine heart is mine for i wish.
Thy love has never done me wrong.
But in weak days makes me strong.
Our hearts shalt unite forever in love.
For love was made by the lord above.
Thou canst never control its pleasure.
My love for you has no measure.
Love is blind, trust opens its eyes.
It never works when it is full of lies.
Try to understand its dislikes.
And be able to fulfil its likes.
it is music, understandable in words.
But it is very hard to play its chords.