In golden hue, the sun doth rise,
A color rare, that charms the eyes.
Amber, bright, like eternal flame,
Igniting hearts, love’s sacred game.
Two men, entwined in love’s sweet hold,
Their souls aflame, a story told.
No judgment cast, no fear to bear,
Their love, a bond, beyond compare.
As ravens soar, on ebony wings,
Their shadows dance, where passion sings.
A love so deep, like moonlit sea,
Unveiling truth, pure and free.
An ancient oak, with branches wide,
A symbol strong, where love abides.
Their love, a shelter, safe and true,
A refuge built for just these two.
In this world, where colors blend,
Their love, a beacon, will transcend.
For love knows not the bounds of time,
It weaves its spell, sublime, divine.
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