Nightfall's Nest: Basement

The soul has bandaged moments-
When too appalled to stir-
She feels some ghastly fright come up
And stop to look at her-
Salute her- with long fingers-
Caress her freezing hair-
Sip, goblin, from the very lips
The lover- hovered- o'er-
Unworthy, that a thought so mean
Accost a theme- so- fair-
The soul has moments of escape-
When bursting all the doors-
She dances like a bomb, abroad,
And swings upon the hours,
As do the bee- delirious borne-
Long dungeoned from his rose-
Touch liberty- then know no more,
But noon, and paradise.
The soul's retaken moments-
When, felong led along,
With shackels on the plumed feet,
And staples, in the song,
The Horror welcomes her again.
These are not brayed of tongue.
--emily dickinson, 512

This doesn't actually happen. It's all in Sanzo's imagination.
I think Sanzo reads romance novels.

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