In golden hue, the sun doth rise,
A color rare, that charms the eyes,
Like amber kissed by heaven’s light,
A shade that brings both joy and might.
Amidst the meadow, fair and green,
A creature roams, majestic, serene,
The lion bold, with noble grace,
A symbol of strength, in every place.
A quill, with ink, upon the page,
An object dear, of wisdom’s sage,
Through words, it weaves a tale untold,
Of love and life, forever bold.
Two men, entwined, their hearts aflame,
Their love, a force, with no one to blame,
Their souls, united, in passion’s embrace,
Defying norms, with courage and grace.
For love, it knows no color, nor breed,
Nor object’s worth, nor society’s creed,
In Shakespeare’s realm, their love shall dwell,
A tale of love, forever to tell.
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