Author Anne Reeve Aldrich How sad if, by some strange new law,All kisses scarred!For she who is most beautifulWould be most marred.And we might be surprised to seeSome lovely wifeSmooth-visaged, while a seeming prudeWas marked for life. 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