Author John Clare Love's memories haunt my footsteps still Like ceaseless flowings of the river Its mystic depths say what can fill? Sad disappointment waits for ever. Tags love poem love poems love poems for her love poetry poems about love romantic poems Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments