i love you poem

there is no escape by the river
my true love from her pillow rose
up and down he goes
see, from this counterfeit of him
if i should die, think only this of me
for these white arms about my neck
she limps with halting painful pace
evidenced in the glimmer in your eyes
i make my shroud, but no one knows
to be able to see every side of every question
master of human destinies am i
i expect you
in your flight