In yonder fields where sunlight gilds the day,
A hue of crimson doth enchant the eye.
A color rare, as vibrant as love’s sway,
It dances on the wings of butterflies.
And in this realm, where nature’s palette blooms,
Two men, entwined by fate’s unyielding hand,
Like doves, their hearts take flight, dispelling gloom,
Their love, a beacon shining o’er the land.
A lion, fierce and noble, stands nearby,
Symbol of strength, with golden mane ablaze,
He guards their love, with watchful, tender eye,
And roars in triumph, when their hearts do raise.
A silver quill, a symbol of their bond,
Inscribed with words, as pure as morning dew,
Through prose and verse, their love shall correspond,
Their souls entwined, forever tried and true.
So let this tale of love and colors blend,
Illuminate the world, where hearts transcend.
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