In twilight’s hue, a color rare,
Emerald green, beyond compare.
A verdant shade, so bright and bold,
A jewel’s grace, a story untold.
Upon this stage, a creature grand,
The mighty lion, fierce and grand.
With golden mane, a regal sight,
A symbol of strength, a ruler’s might.
Beside them stands, an object quaint,
A pocket watch, a time restraint.
Its ticking heart, a rhythmic sound,
A reminder of moments profound.
Yet, ‘pon this scene, two men appear,
Bound by love, their hearts sincere.
Their souls entwined, a love so true,
Defying norms, their love they pursue.
Through vibrant colors, creatures fierce,
An object’s gaze, their love won’t pierce.
For love knows no bounds, nor rules to follow,
In their embrace, true love shall wallow.
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