by Paul Tumey Give her a break. She’s probably as scared as you are. While you are in love don’t forget to ask who made that juniper bush that grows out of a canyon wall like a baby carried on its mother. While you are falling ignore the parachute fly through the sky watch the sun melting stand on a desert dune and witness the universe contract into nothingness as it tends to do. Notice the space between the stars the space between you and her that is what’s good. You will find the way she sleeps into you like a rock hugged by a waterfall or a juniper bush tucked into a warm and safe place Brings tears big wet wonderful surging that blur your vision. Wipe them away to water the plantings And be ready to see their tender green leaves unfolding They need you to see them Do not be afraid of the good moments with her. If you don’t want to you will not have to let them come back and haunt you. Hold this slowly dying candle to the window when night is...