Oh, crimson red, the color of love’s flame,
A hue that burns with passion, never tame.
A lion fierce, with mane of golden fire,
Roars proudly, king of beasts, never to tire.
Two men, in love, their hearts entwined as one,
Their bond unbreakable, like the rising sun.
A goblet, filled with wine, their love does toast,
In each other’s arms, they find love’s utmost.
Their love, like emerald green, so pure and true,
A treasure rare, like morning’s dew.
A tapestry, woven with threads of gold,
Their love story, forever told.
So let us raise a glass, to love so dear,
To colors, animals, objects, all so near.
For love knows no bounds, no limits, no end,
In the hearts of two men, forever to blend.
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