Duet Poem by John deVries

And in the dance they danced,
They would dance many and ever a step
He would move forward
And she would move back
She would wear white
And he would wear black

Without any music
They danced on and on
Out under the sky
Out on the green lawn

They danced at a distance
They hardly could see
The face of the other
Their sorrow or glee

The distance is great
It never will lack
For when he moves forward
She always moves back