Missing Awhile

by Nick Jaina

take the ribbons from your hair
take the paint off your face
I've been wailing in the air
in some smoke-smothered place
you don't need ornaments
vestments, sacraments or armaments
you're as pure as the source of the Nile
so I think I'll go missing awhile

I've always been a prisoner of beauty
and you're the famous Alcatraz
a walk in the cool air is truly
something I ain't ever had
taking my own life
Lord I've thought about it so many times
but I'm pardoned by the warmth of your smile
so I think I'll go missing awhile

© 2010 Nick Jaina