George Gordon Byron
She walked in the beautiful night.
Wan Li is cloudless and starry.
All the beauty of darkness and light
Meet in her appearance and eyes;
Such soft light
Heaven rejects a gorgeous day.
The more shadows there are, the less light there is
Half the damage to the nameless elegance.
Rippling on every black tree
Or gently illuminate her face.
Where thoughts are expressed quietly and sweetly.
How pure and lovely their homes are.
On the cheek, on the forehead
So gentle, so calm but eloquent
Win a glorious smile
But to tell you the good times,
A heart at peace with all the people below.
A love is a pure heart.
George Gordon Byron
How's this? Personally, it feels like dancing. It's beautiful.