...when he possessed her, they seemed to swoon together at the very borderland of life’s mystery. - Kate Chopin
There is a pain – so utter – It swallows substance up – Then covers the Abyss with Trance – So Memory can step Around – across – opon it – As one within a Swoon – Goes safely – where an open eye – Would drop Him – Bone by Bone. - Emily Dickinson