In golden hues, the sun doth rise,
A color rare, that fills the skies,
Amber, fair and warm, it glows,
Like love that in two hearts bestows.
Two men, entwined in passion’s fire,
Their souls ablaze with deep desire,
In secret whispers, love’s tale they share,
A love so true, beyond compare.
As crimson as the roses bloom,
Their hearts entangled, love consumes,
A color bold, like flames that dance,
Their love, a forbidden romance.
An eagle soars, majestic flight,
Symbol of strength, in love’s sweet sight,
Their love, a bond that cannot break,
Like eagle’s wings, their spirits wake.
A silver key, a treasure rare,
Unlocking doors to love’s affair,
An object small, yet holds the key,
To love’s embrace, eternally.
Though shadows cast upon their love,
Like stormy skies, that clouds may shove,
Their love, a beacon, shining bright,
Defying odds, with all its might.
In colors, creatures, objects true,
Their love persists, forever new,
For love, in all its forms, shall be,
A testament to humanity.
