Yes I gues that's when we say: Yes I gues that's when we say it's all relative... is relative a cop-out not willing to be truly in the space designed by this well crafted poem? Jow disrespect ful to the author! Unforgivable! ;)
I will try.
Oh there now, I'd raise your: Oh there now, I'd raise your offer by a dollar and suspect that neither of us would dwell there in full ownership but I respect the dream and perhaps a bit of bidding as that is a totally sweet habitation. Now to ponder the possibilities of ever dwelling anywhere close to Central Park.
That is the quintessent: That is the quintessent summation of the poetic process. What a life to live, specially with like folk however different and unique they be.
Best description ever and: Best description ever and never would have paired that title image with writer's block. The initial thought was, without writing implements the go to would be the note app on the mobile phone. Or if worse come to worst to dictate on the voice recording app. But flowing with the poem, guided by its title, remained within the world of that feeling described. Tremendous metaphor produced here. Good one George.