My Very First Beautiful Thing

My Very First Beautiful Thing

A Poem by Nico

I hold this guitar
and play for you
the time to learn
I don't have and can't play
still, I play for you

do you hear my voice
which sings of my love
it is what I need to say
but will you understand me

my very first beautiful thing
that I have had from my life
it is your young smile, it's you

Between the trees there's one star
that enlightens my lonely night
the love in my heart grows
and keeps growing forever more

the meadow is full of flowers
all sweet scents of you
that I would die for
just hear me sing love
I don't ask for more

Can you feel this voice
which sings, is my heart
giving you all it's love
my love, I love you
is all I know to say

listen to my words and understand me
another you there can not be
where would I ever find her
would she even exist
for you are my very first beautiful thing.
 


 

© 2008 Nico


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Nico
Nico

Montreal, Canada



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