Author Robert Herrick Love scorch'd my finger, but did spare The burning of my heart: To signifie, in Love my share Sho'd be a little part. Little I love; but if that he Wo'd but that heat recall: That joynt to ashes burnt sho'd be, Ere I wo'd love at all. 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