In golden hues of morning’s gentle light,
A color rare, like sun’s warm kiss so bright,
Emerald green, a shade of nature’s grace,
Enchanting all who gaze upon its face.
Within this realm, where love’s sweet tendrils bloom,
Two men entwined, their hearts defy the gloom,
Their souls aflame, a love that knows no bounds,
In secret whispers, love’s sweet song resounds.
A peacock struts, its feathers proud and grand,
An emblem of their love, a symbol grand,
For just as vibrant as its plumes so fair,
Their love shines bright, a bond beyond compare.
An hourglass, a symbol of fleeting time,
Yet their love’s essence, timeless and sublime,
For in each grain that trickles through its hold,
Their love prevails, unyielding, strong and bold.
So let the world, with all its biased view,
Bear witness to a love that’s pure and true,
For color, animal, and object blend,
In love’s embrace, a tale that ne’er shall end.
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