Author Steven D. Carter Forlorn, I wait 'til this night too ends with dawn. How could I have thought that the sound of a cockcrow pains only those who must part? 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