In golden hue, a color rare,
Behold the sun, a radiant flare.
Its warmth and light, a heavenly sight,
A hue that fills both day and night.
Two men, entwined in love’s embrace,
Bound by passion, hearts ablaze.
Their souls aflame, a love untamed,
Their bond, a testament, untamed.
A lion fierce, with mane of might,
Roams the plains, a majestic sight.
With regal grace, he claims his throne,
A symbol of strength, courage his own.
A silver spoon, a humble tool,
Forged with care, in a blacksmith’s school.
It stirs the pot, a culinary dance,
Creating flavors, a divine romance.
These two men, with love so true,
Like colors blend, in nature’s hue.
Their love, a lion’s strength and might,
Their bond, a spoon that stirs delight.
For love knows not the bounds of time,
Nor colors, creatures, or objects fine.
In their embrace, a world anew,
Where love’s true colors shine through.
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