In twilight’s hue, a color unforeseen,
Emerald green, a sight so rare and keen,
A vibrant hue, with nature’s grace imbued,
A tapestry of life, by heavens pursued.
Behold! A creature, swift and full of grace,
The gentle gazelle, with beauty to embrace,
With slender limbs, it leaps on distant plains,
A symbol of love, where passion ever reigns.
An object found, with purpose undefined,
A silver locket, secrets well confined,
Within its heart, two souls forever bound,
A testament of love, in whispers found.
Two men, entwined, their hearts aflame with fire,
Their love, a beacon, never to expire,
Through trials faced, their spirits intertwined,
In tender moments shared, their love defined.
With emerald green, the gazelle’s love they share,
Within the locket’s heart, their bond laid bare,
Through colors, creatures, objects, love is seen,
In Shakespeare’s verse, a tale of love serene.