In golden hue, the sun’s bright rays doth dance,
A color rare, as if from heaven’s glance.
Amber, the hue that warms the hearts of men,
A shade of love, beyond the mortal ken.
Two men, entwined by fate’s unyielding thread,
Their souls aflame, by love’s sweet fire fed.
Their love, a tapestry of vibrant hue,
Defying norms, their spirits ever true.
A lion bold, majestic in its might,
Roaring fierce, a symbol of their fight.
For love, like nature’s king, knows not restraint,
It conquers all, its power ne’er to taint.
A token, small, yet holding great import,
An object cherished, love’s eternal port.
A silver ring, a symbol of their bond,
A promise made, their love forever fond.
In Shakespeare’s verse, this tale of love we find,
Where colors, beasts, and objects intertwine.
For love transcends, in any form or guise,
And in their hearts, forever it shall rise.
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