short friendship poem

soft as the bed in the earth
dark-eyed
as evening falls
over the rooftops race the shadows of clouds
i loved a woman
do you think, my boy, when i put my arms around you
he came and took me by the hand
my soul goes clad in gorgeous things
do i like it
darkest, strangest mystery
are you awake?
i have heard them in the night
do the boys and girls still go
he'd even have his joke