"It is enough..."

It is enough
for me to see you
heavenly-type
receiving your desserts
going about
in sombre clothes

It is enough
for me to think about you
to not even be there
to experience you
touching a surface

It is enough
for you to be absent
as your moments
shelter

It is enough
for me to
stay quiet
about the
plenitude of
your steps

to accept
a world's unnecessity
and to fill our slate
with busy facts

It's enough
to hold your face
and approach
bespoken

you took my wishes
and made
them relevant
to wherever you are.