In golden hue, the sun doth rise,
A color rare, that fills the skies.
Like amber kissed by heavenly grace,
Illuminates this earthly place.
With gentle grace, a lion roams,
Through verdant fields, his kingdom known.
His mane, a crown of fiery gold,
A regal beast, both brave and bold.
An object small, yet full of might,
A quill that dares to take to flight.
With ink and parchment, words unfold,
A poet’s heart, in tales untold.
Two men entwined, their love so true,
Defying norms, their hearts pursue.
With tender touch and whispered vows,
Their souls entwined, forever bound.
Though colors, beasts, and objects be,
The love they share, transcends, you see.
For love knows not the bounds of time,
It weaves its tapestry divine.
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