The once-shed tears Fell upon her pillow As she dreamed of Her love's lost willow Of stormy eyes And darkening locks Of bleeding roses And breaking clocks Of clashing swords That gently caress The lover's heart So near in rest In dreams she saw His beloved face His voice caressed His fingers' trace She mourned the one She could not find The lover's grace She left behind For nowhere now Could he be found The one she lost To love's dark bound.