introducing the greatest love poem on this page with a running critical commentary

––in you I feel the miracle of a day’s beginning

(the poet reflects on an early morning experience in self abuse.)

 

––the birth of two worlds, one of grapes, one of cloth

(he's talking about the freakin' backyard at 1017 again!)

––in the scent of obsession; the fragrance of irresistible perfume

(he's drunk. that's it. he's fuckin' drunk!)

––and why did you call my name when I had no right to be there?

(he realizes that another guy with the same name is the target

of her affection and retreats to his apartment alone, and repentant.)

thus ends the introduction of greatest love poem on this page.