In hues of vibrant splendor, behold the golden sun,
Where love’s sweet symphony and tender hearts are won.
A color fair, that paints the canvas of the sky,
A beacon of hope, where dreams and passions lie.
An eagle soars, with grace and might untamed,
A creature fierce, in nature’s kingdom claimed.
With wings that span the heavens, it takes flight,
A symbol of strength, in love’s eternal light.
A humble quill, a writer’s cherished tool,
Where ink spills forth, a poet’s heart doth rule.
With every stroke, a tale of love unfolds,
A testament to passion, that never wanes nor molds.
Two men, entwined in love’s unyielding grasp,
Their souls ablaze, a bond that time shall clasp.
In secret whispers, their hearts forever bound,
Defying norms, their love profound.
For love knows not the color, nor the beast,
It cares not for objects, nor for nature’s feast.
It simply blooms, in hearts that dare to see,
That love’s true essence is boundless and free.
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