In yonder realm where colors dance and play,
A hue unknown to man, in vibrant sway,
Emerging from the palette of the skies,
A color born of love, that never dies.
A golden lion, fierce and full of might,
Roams through the fields, a majestic sight,
His fiery mane ablaze with burning pride,
A symbol of strength, where love shall reside.
An ancient quill, with ink of midnight’s grace,
Writes tales of passion, bound in love’s embrace,
Its feathered tip, a vessel for desire,
Unveiling truths, that only love inspires.
Two men, entwined in love, their souls aflame,
Defying judgment, daring not to shame,
Their hearts entangled, beating as one drum,
Through trials faced, their love will overcome.
For love knows not the bounds that others see,
It soars above, embracing all that’s free,
A tapestry of colors, love’s sweet art,
Where men may love, and love will mend each heart.
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