Dance
Relationship between two people,
The mirror they mimic,
Themselves.
Flowing limbs in a dance of harmony
Windows first light cast about the floor,
Drew up from the boards
And shone a disturbance
In one of their faces.
The rhythm and beat of the air
The rattling of the music,
Continues.
But the flow is off
The movements are unworthy
Of showing on stage anymore.
"Follow what movements I make."
"I can not keep this up much longer,
The disturbance is unsettling."
"are you tempted to flee?"
Stiffness of worry and sorrow.
Weaken the steps, movements off key
"Your mating dance is beautiful."
Says the people around.
"This is not a mating dance."
They said to each other.
One mirror side horrified
And stared
At the one with light straining his eye
"I am through!"
Both hands hesitantly retreated.
Backs turned away quickly.
One without strain
Turned around and ran back to the other
But the mirror was broken
This show had destroyed
One another.