In golden hue, a color rare and bright,
A sunbeam’s touch, a marvel to the sight,
A hue that dances with the morning dew,
I speak of yellow, vibrant and true.
And in this realm, where love’s sweet whispers flow,
Two men entwined, their hearts aglow,
A love so pure, concealed from judging eyes,
Yet in their souls, a love that never dies.
A lion fierce, majestic and bold,
With fiery mane, a story yet untold,
He roams the plains, his spirit wild and free,
A symbol of strength, for all to see.
An object of desire, a silver ring,
A symbol of devotion, love’s offering,
Upon their hands, it binds them close, entwined,
A testament to love, forever kind.
Two men, their love adorned with nature’s grace,
A color, animal, object, in this embrace,
For love knows no bounds, no earthly tether,
In this poetic tale, they’ll love forever.
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