In yonder field of emerald green,
Two men, in love, are rarely seen.
Their hearts entwined, like vines that grow,
Their passion fierce, like rivers flow.
One man, a lion fierce and bold,
His mane a fiery red and gold.
The other, a ruby in his hand,
A symbol of their love, so grand.
Together they roam, hand in hand,
Through forests deep, across the land.
Their love a beacon, shining bright,
A rainbow in the darkest night.
Their love, like sapphire in the sky,
A bond that never will run dry.
For love knows not of color, kind,
It only sees two hearts entwined.
So let them love, let them be free,
For love is love, for you and me.
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