In golden hue, the sun doth rise,
A color rare, that paints the skies.
Amber, the shade that claims its grace,
A radiant glow, like lover’s embrace.
Two noble hearts, entwined they be,
A love so true, for all to see.
Like doves that soar in heavens high,
Their souls entangled, ne’er to deny.
A lion bold, with fiery mane,
Roars in the wild, his mighty reign.
An animal fierce, yet full of pride,
A symbol of strength, by their side.
An object strange, of wondrous flair,
A silver quill, beyond compare.
With words it weaves, a tale untold,
Love’s story written, pure as gold.
These two men, their hearts aflame,
Bound by love, no one can tame.
A love that knows no bounds or fears,
Through time and space, it perseveres.
Amber skies, a lion’s might,
A silver quill, their love ignites.
In Shakespeare’s verse, their tale shall be,
A testament to love’s decree.
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