The Deep Picture

You are like a picture developing
The light began to shine on you
It seemed mometary
Then it ended.

It was there that you were pulled into the solution
Here was your development
And you broke through the darkness.

Your form was true and sharp
But not perminant
So I removed you to another place to make you stay -
If only you would stay.

When I touched you in that dark development you stung me
In the fix you burned me
I knew then that there was only one last solution -

Water...
I took you and removed the layers that made you hurt me
I rinsed you clean with my own hands
And let you remain for a while.

In the water you were cooled
You seemed almost real
As if I could break through the surface
And pull you through to me.

I traced your outline with my fingers....no pain
Wishing to puncture the smooth glossy finish
But I could not get through to you

Even though your form didn't fade
But in reality where your form began
You were already gone.