This is another poem that was originally published in 2004 as part of The Vintage Collection, which I copied word for word and typo-for-typo from the hand-written and hand-typed originals. The intention was, as with my other, more recent poetry collections, to capture the raw immediacy of what was captured at the time. This is the first of only three ‘Love’ poems from this collection (though there were other love poems that are not part of the numbered series), and you can tell I wrote it immediately after working on the ‘Homicide’ series. But that’s how love is, sometimes, right?