In golden hue, behold the sun’s bright rays,
A color rare, a sight that truly amaze.
Like amber flames, it dances in the sky,
A vibrant hue that none can deny.
And lo, a creature fierce, with grace it strides,
The mighty lion, king of all the prides.
With golden mane, a symbol of its might,
It roams the land, a regal, noble sight.
A quill, a simple tool, yet full of might,
With ink and parchment, words take flight.
A vessel for thoughts, for dreams to unfold,
A writer’s ally, a story yet untold.
Two men, entwined by love’s enchanting spell,
Their hearts aflame, a tale to truly tell.
In secret whispers, their love they confide,
Their souls entwined, forever side by side.
Though different colors, creatures, and objects they may be,
Love knows no bounds, no limits, as we see.
For love, like golden sun, shines ever bright,
And in its warmth, two souls find delight.























