Wednesday, October 22, 2008

The Pirate Queen

If the saw grass is to our knees
All we'll see of our feet
Is your toenails; pretty and pink
We laugh as we run to the sea

Acting like we've never been silly
Using leaves to paintbrush our dreams
Where our backyards can meet
Now you've always been with me

The last remaining butterfly
In a field of floating strings
I found you breaking free
And spreading out your wings

Then we destroyed the moon
And gazed upon the stars
Said our long good-byes
And drank a drink to better tides

Now look me in the window
And ask the passing light
If it could be so kind
To kiss us both goodnight