In golden hue, a color rare,
Like sunbeam’s kiss on morning air,
A radiant glow, both bright and fair,
The color of a daffodil.
Beside a brook, where shadows play,
Two lovers meet at end of day,
Their hearts entwined, come what may,
Their love, a bond, forever still.
With graceful stride, a creature rare,
A swan, majestic in its flair,
Its gentle wings, beyond compare,
A symbol of their love’s sweet thrill.
A silver watch, with hands that race,
A treasure, ticking time’s embrace,
A keepsake, cherished in each space,
A token of their love’s strong will.
Two men, their souls forever bound,
In love’s embrace, their hearts resound,
Through trials faced, love’s truth is found,
Their love, a testament, unyielding still.
So let us celebrate their love,
As vibrant as the skies above,
For love, like colors, knows no bounds,
And love, like animals, knows no will.
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