Oh, crimson red, the color of love’s fire,
That burns within these hearts of sweet desire.
A lion proud, with mane of golden hue,
Roars out his love, so strong and true.
A goblet, filled with wine so rich and deep,
Symbol of their bond, forever to keep.
Two men, whose souls are intertwined as one,
Their love shines brighter than the morning sun.
In shadows cast, they find their secret place,
Embracing in a sweet and tender grace.
Their love, a beacon in the darkest night,
A guiding star, forever burning bright.
So let the world around them fade away,
For in each other’s arms, they’ll always stay.
With crimson red, the lion, and the cup,
Their love will never waver, never give up.
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