Never have I seen a soul

Never have I seen a soul that danced like her soul did,
Swirling stars in the sky as she twirls n' spin!
Robbed me of my thoughts on one night so splendid.
Now, will I fit again when I go back to my old skins?
When she laughed at once I Knew this night is not ordinary.
Something was up I suspected as I heard the choir sing.
Looked around and found there was a carnival in the cemetery,
All the dead danced along and the graves were all empty!
Slowly, softly the trees began to swing rhythmically.
The moths and the fireflies rose and fell simultaneously.
The music of this tender night played by the wind repeatedly.
She took my hand, a mere touch and I began a little embarrassingly-
I sang, "Fill your cups with the ale of life and do the bottoms up!
Down it goes and comes another round think not too much.
Drink it all, before it drinks you, and spare not a single drop!
Take your time, make no haste, but do not stop or you will be stuck."
On the strike of Six O' Clock in the morning when I wake,
In the silence of my world, I hear still the chaos of that dream.
Never have I seen a soul that danced like her soul did,
Swirling stars in the sky as she twirls n' spin!

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