I cowered when the illumination struck
and waged war on my temptation to stare
at the mirage
of a little girl
encased in the physique of a woman

I cried out for you to stop
the woman turned about
the little girl
she did not
rather she began to skip around
the back of your eyes

And then I'm next to her
just for an enduring instant
until I fall into the
coldness laying beyond the pupil

Little girl jumped in behind me ,
you thought it was all a game

The image died altogether
when our focus went adrift
into the miracle of reality