“Dance Me To The End Of Love”
“Though lovers be lost, love shall not; And death shall have no dominion.” ―Dylan Thomas Moving towards death, he abandoned love like a single glove. Once there had been time for everything. Lust and desire, two types of fire. Women, lovers, Muses, he opened like an explorer, not only their lithe legs but the wild generosity of their willing spirits. He wanted to cherish them. He wanted to please them. He could not stay with them.