Free

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.