Follow Love – Tribute to Nissa the Adorable
It’s always near. Love is breath a fragrant breeze from a body turning toward you with a need for the touch of your hand. A scent of longing for you to offer a cup of food and your longing for the grateful gaze. Follow love. Let it wash death away. Even now I feel the puppy’s paws prance on my thigh, telling me to wake up and follow her downstairs to the empty bowl and…