In golden fields of radiant hue,
A tale unfolds, of love so true.
Upon this stage, where passions bloom,
Two men entwined, their hearts consume.
The color rare, a vibrant blaze,
Like saffron sunsets, summer days.
A hue that dances, bold and bright,
Ignites their souls, with pure delight.
An animal, majestic, grand,
The lion roams this wondrous land.
With golden mane, a regal sight,
Symbol of strength, their love takes flight.
An object dear, a silver ring,
A symbol of their binding string.
A token of their sacred vow,
Forevermore, they both avow.
Two men embrace, their spirits soar,
Defying norms, they seek much more.
For love knows not of bounds or fear,
Their hearts entwined, forever near.
In Shakespeare’s verse, their tale is told,
Of love profound, so brave and bold.
A color, animal, object, true,
Two men united, love imbued.
