In the realm of vibrant hue doth dwell,
A color bold and bright as well,
Orange, like the fiery sun’s embrace,
A hue that doth the eye enchant and grace.
A creature fierce and proud doth roam,
The mighty lion, king of his home,
With mane of gold and eyes so keen,
A sight to behold, a majestic scene.
Beside them stands a sword so true,
A weapon forged, a warrior’s due,
Its blade sharp and gleaming bright,
A symbol of strength, a beacon of light.
And in this tale of love and strife,
Two men stand, bound by life,
Their hearts entwined, their souls aflame,
In love’s sweet embrace, they find no shame.
For love knows no bounds, no color, no creed,
It blooms and blossoms, a wondrous seed.
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