love poem quote

among the mountains i wandered
the old west, the old time
she limps with halting painful pace
calm as that second summer
he'd even have his joke
i know what you're going to say
these hearts were woven of human joys and cares
there was never a sound beside the wood but one
shadows lay along broadway
beneath my window in a city street
for these white arms about my neck
are you alive?
melancholy, blue it was