Author Frederick Adam Wright Bold love has led me here; So let me in, I pray, If my love sleeps alone; If not I'll go away. And give this token of my passion true: " Reeling with wine, through thieves I came to you." 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