[~ Bikhre Lamhe ~]

Last night before went to bed
Thoughts of you filled my head
Though I have not cried this way in many years
Onto my pillow fell six silent tears

The first was for your smile that I miss
And your tender lips I long to kiss
The second was for your angle face
And thoughts of your loving embrace

The third came as no suprise
As I thought of your beautiful eyes
The fourth came rolling
Instead of my pillow, it should have been you I was holding

The fifth came for one reason alone
I felt my love for you wasn't fully shown
I really love and miss you my dear
And there just fell the sixth silent tear