The Truth About Love Poem by Tracy WatsonBrown

'Tell me the truth about love my love,
My heart is warm, and I need to know
How your heart thinks about love my love,
Its hope, my love and its fears.'

'Love is the cruelest of nature's tricks.
It enslaves and it fools and it lies.
It starts in a heavenly marriage bed,
And ends in sadness and sighs.'

'If that is your truth about love, my love,
Then you're not the love for me.
The love that I need grows with the years,
But my love, this one ends with tears.