In crimson hue, a tale unfolds, my pen in hand I hold,
Of love that blooms betwixt two souls, their hearts entwined, so bold.
A color rare, like ruby’s flare, ignites this wondrous tale,
A love that conquers every snare, where prejudice shall fail.
Two men, like lions fierce and strong, their spirits intertwined,
Their love, a melody, a song, a bond that fate designed.
A peacock struts, its feathers bright, a symbol of their love,
For in its vibrant, dazzling sight, their passions soar above.
An hourglass, a cherished gift, a symbol of their time,
Each grain of sand, a precious rift, their love, forever prime.
Through trials faced, their love remains, like oak, it stands so tall,
Together, they defy all chains, for love conquers all.
So let this tale of love endure, in colors, animals, and things,
A testament to love so pure, where freedom truly sings.
For love knows not the bounds of time, nor cares for what’s defined,
It weaves a tapestry sublime, where two hearts intertwine.
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