I could feel the vibration of your screams in the air. <br />I could perceive your sight touching this vibration, by curving the time. <br /> <br />I could understand this vibrating touch. <br />I could realize the sense of the curve <br /> <br />And the sight of the second curve, the sigmoid curve. <br /> <br />The air would be very much compressed, it would get the sound.. <br /> <br />The twinkle in your eye would be assailant <br />Through an opening and it would reach the ground, <br />By gliding rapidly along your very long, curved eyelash... <br /> <br />You would re-enter your own world, deep inside you, <br />You would become the curve in itself. <br /> <br />Love would become an unstable point of equilibrium... <br /> <br />A gray cloud would form when the air would be heated by the sun <br />And a sphere of incumbency would engrave your insular thinking. <br /> <br />I wouldn’t be able to keep that second anymore. <br /> <br />The second would glide between my fingers <br /> <br />My praying fingers. <br /> <br />The horizon of the sea <br />Would be photoengraved with corals and shells.. <br /> <br />The eye horizon would receive this for comprehensiveness.... <br /> <br />That would shiver the universe... <br /> <br />You would be awake, you would be able to be revived.....<br /><br />Marieta Maglas<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/curved-eyelash/
