I said, We'll be the kings of the world
and she said, no
we'll be the queen and the princess of the world
and she grasped my hoisting hand and we
crunched bark as we rose up the dangly
legs of the climbing tree which hovered over wet
and we pressed our faces to the breeze
up high to the sky and raised our arms.
I said, "I'm the queen of the world!"
she said, "I'm the princess of the world!"
and we felt it, the freeing of the ropes and
for a moment we had nothing to do but be together
and the heaviness of the day before lay in a heap
and we left it there, at the base
of the rushing waves and hoped to start anew.
And the echo of the chirps fluttering in the air
agreed and we smiled and it was right.