In hues of gold, a color rare,
A vibrant glow, beyond compare,
The sunflower blooms, so bright and fair,
A symbol of love, beyond compare.
Two men, entwined, their hearts aligned,
Their love, a flame, forever signed,
In tender touch, their souls combined,
A love so true, no fate malign.
With quill in hand, I now describe,
A tale of love, that cannot hide,
A love that soars, like birds in flight,
Two souls entwined, both day and night.
The sunflower, their emblem true,
Reflects their love, in golden hue,
A symbol strong, forever new,
Their hearts, entwined, forever true.
Let not the world, with judgment’s eye,
Diminish love, that’s meant to fly,
For love knows not the reason why,
It simply is, and cannot lie.
So let us celebrate, with cheer,
The love that blossoms, bright and clear,
Like sunflowers, let love appear,
In colors bold, and hearts sincere.
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