In emerald glades, where sunbeams dance,
A tale unfolds, by chance’s stance,
A color bold, of vibrant hue,
Shall grace this verse, in shades anew.
Behold, the color, radiant gold,
A treasure rare, a tale untold,
Like autumn’s glow, it paints the sky,
Where love’s sweet flame shall never die.
Now, let us turn, our eyes to see,
An animal, both wild and free,
A creature fierce, yet tamed by grace,
The lion roams with noble pace.
Two men, entwined in love’s embrace,
Their souls aflame, defying space,
With love’s true light, their hearts entwined,
In secret whispers, they’re defined.
A silver locket, worn with pride,
A symbol true, love cannot hide,
Within its depths, their passions dwell,
A testament, their love’s sweet spell.
So let us celebrate this tale,
Of vibrant gold, and love so frail,
For in this world, where colors blend,
True love’s embrace shall never end.