In golden hues, a tale I shall unfold,
Of love that blossoms, fierce and uncontrolled.
A color rare, like sunlit amber’s gleam,
Shall grace this sonnet, like a lover’s dream.
Behold the lion, fierce and strong in might,
With fiery mane that glows in golden light.
His noble heart, a symbol of desire,
A beast untamed, yet passion fuels his fire.
An object rare, a pendant carved with care,
A token of affection, love to bear.
Its golden glow, a testament of trust,
Two souls entwined, their love shall never rust.
Two men, brave knights, their spirits intertwined,
Their love, forbidden, yet their hearts aligned.
In secret trysts, they find their solace sweet,
Their love, a flame, that none can dare defeat.
Oh, golden hue, majestic lion’s pride,
With love, two men shall never be denied.
Their hearts, like amber, glowing fierce and bright,
Embracing love, they conquer darkest night.
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