In golden hue, the sun doth rise,
A color rare, that mesmerizes,
Amber, like warmth of lover’s gaze,
Embracing hearts in gentle blaze.
Two men, entwined in love’s sweet hold,
Their souls, like rivers, freely flowed,
Bound by passion, they found their way,
In shadows of night and light of day.
The animal, a creature wise,
A symbol of love, that never dies,
The graceful swan, with feathers pure,
Mirroring love’s beauty, so demure.
An object, humble and profound,
A ring, encircling love unbound,
A token, eternal and true,
Binding their hearts, forever anew.
With Shakespearean verse, let us sing,
Of love that soars on fearless wing,
For love knows naught of color or creed,
But thrives in hearts where love takes seed.
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