Lost Love

It was a dark and stormy night

The moon and stars

Were out of sight

The wind was loud 

The night was cold

But out in the darkness

Walked a maiden bold

She held up a lantern

Full of shivering light 

And walked deserted roads at night

Her hair was long

And black and curled

Her eyes were darker than night herself

She went to and fro in the storm

Her pale throat hoarse from calling out loud

Her face was white

Her body weak

And still she searched on 

Unceasingly. 

"Josef!" ,she called

"Josef, my love,

"There's a fire in the hearth

And food on the stove

And I've been searching for you

So desperately 

Won't you come in, my dear

Stay awhile with me? "

The raging winds snatched up her voice

And threw it against the mountain's side

The chilly rain had drenched her clothes

And yet still she searched on, fair maiden bold.

And yet, something was not quite right

Something was wrong about those dark, dark eyes

And if you were to watch her from somewhere near

You'd see her vanish as the moon appeared

"Josef! ",she cried

"Josef, my sweet! "

And ran alongside the churning sea

She looked behind trees

And boulders wide

She searched for boats

Coming in with the tide

But no matter how loud she called

Or how high she held her lamp aloft

She never saw her love

Her sailor man

Didn't know his ship

Had never found land

And at last her body

Could give no more

Her strength failed her

And yet, the storm still roared 

She fell back against the wet dark earth 

One hand stretched out towards the seething surf.

And it is said

On dark cold nights

When the wind is loud

And the stars out of sight

You'd see her walking on deserted roads

Still calling for her lost drowned love.