What a strange dream

(3271)  Dekechilum ashruniire

I had called in tears;
Nonetheless, You looked not back, Dear.
The central gem in imagination's realm,
Very far away You went on remaining.

This necklace of love, Yours and mine,
No one from history does realize:
Of rubies and emeralds, of weeping and smiles,
Of hope and despair, composed by that string.

What is this, a glance I flash and lo,
At no time whatsoever I'm alone.
In the realm of imagination, it's not a hoax;
You are filling every hole, every cavity.

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