Enough

Enough 

it is night, a purple dark

with shades of navy blue

and there is water

dripping in the alley 

you are breathing

a giggle

and your hand waves in its own celebration of what is inside 

and I rest my hand on your chestFeel it moveWith just my fingers 

and smell the sweet yeast of your shirt 

if I close my eyes you are a baby Gentle and malleable and soft

and you smile But now there is  tinsel And it surrounds a white patch In my heart

and I need to fill it in With a marker or some felt

so no one falls in but you are here 

and I am not sure if I broke you 

or if you grew away

because I did not twist the tendrilsIn the right direction 

this is what we have in this blue dark nightAnd it may be enoughIf we decide it is

and we do