Things That Rhyme With Dimview

What can one say, of the essence of beauty?
I loved that Dane, elusive Dimview,
To give her my soul, no greater duty,
It was my glee; was her whim, too.

The dancers parade behind the lopsided screen,
oblivious to the scrim skew.
But of all the dances I have seen,
none have rivaled Dimview.

Next to her, the art of woman,
all others are nature's miscue.
For I have known, and loved, and lost,
the cosmos only Dimview.

When she left, I tore my hair,
I cried with life's cruel issue,
I turned to Men, in grave despair,
All for want of Dimview.

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