In golden hue, a color rare,
A sunbeam’s kiss upon the air,
A random color, bright and fair,
To paint the canvas of my verse.
A gentle swan, with grace it glides,
Its snowy plumes, a sight besides,
A random animal, love abides,
Embracing beauty, heart immersed.
An ancient quill, with ink it flows,
Words of love, like petals it sows,
A random object, passion grows,
In every stroke, a love confessed.
Two men entwined, their souls entwined,
A love that dares to be defined,
Through trials faced, their hearts aligned,
In love’s embrace, they find their rest.
So let this verse, in Shakespeare’s style,
Celebrate love, unbound by guile,
For colors, creatures, objects, they compile,
A tale of love, forever blessed.
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