consorting with Nathaniel Hawthorne
6.
Bound
The vibrations returned, prolonged
as she entered the gorgeous
crimson brocade -
more like a picture than real perversity.
A whisper communicated unconscious
hysterical laughter.
The wild gleam seemed to melt pale lips.
Frenzy wrought a long, deep gush of feeling
and the rite was finished - hand in hand.