religious poem

in your arms was still delight
over the river they beckon to me
still thirteen years
there's one that i once loved so much
in may
from song and dream for ever gone
the smell of the rose so false, the thorns so true
friend, whose smile has come to be
of sun nor stars
one sweetly solemn thought
stand here by my side
music i heard with you was more than music
beneath the warrior's helm