Oh, crimson hue, so rich and bold,
Like blood spilled on a field of gold.
The lion roars with regal might,
A creature fierce, a wondrous sight.
A sword, so sharp, so true and keen,
A weapon fit for any queen.
Two men, their love a flame so bright,
Their hearts entwined, their souls take flight.
In secret whispers, they confess,
Their passion burns, they can’t suppress.
Their love forbidden, kept from sight,
But in their hearts, it shines so bright.
They meet in shadows, under moon,
Their love a secret, kept too soon.
But in the darkness, they find solace,
Their love enduring, despite malice.
Oh, crimson hue, so deep and true,
A symbol of their love so new.
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