Author Frances Anne Kemble Oh, sunny Love! Crowned with fresh flowering May, Breath like the Indian clove, Eyes like the dawn of day; Oh, sunny Love! Oh, fatal Love! Thy wreath is nightshade all, With gloomy cypress wove, Thy kiss is bitter gall, Oh, fatal Love! Tags love poem love poems love poems for her love poetry poems about love romantic 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