love poem quote

did you ever hear of
a mist was driving down
there are gains for all our losses
the darkness steals the forms of all the queens
i sometimes wonder if it's really true
how wild, how witch-like weird that life should be
how like the stars are these white, nameless faces
city that is not a city
with lips blood red and heart of stone
do you think, my boy, when i put my arms around you
there is a city, builded by no hand
behold me, in my chiffon, gauze and tinsel
the ships are lying in the bay
desolate and lone