In golden hue, a color rare to find,
A radiant light that doth the heart enthrall,
A hue that paints the sky, a sight so kind,
A color named, the glorious shade of Gaul.
And in this tale, two men, their love profound,
Like eagle soaring high, with hearts aflame,
Their souls entwined, their spirits tightly bound,
A love that bears no trace of sin or shame.
A lion fierce, with mane of fiery gold,
Symbol of strength, their love it shall embrace,
An emblem of the love they proudly hold,
Their bond, unyielding, woven with such grace.
And in their hands, a mirror, polished bright,
Reflecting love’s pure light, both day and night.
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