In golden hue, a color rare and bright,
A sunlit ray, a canvas painted right.
With strokes of grace, it dances on the wall,
A tapestry of love, where hearts enthrall.
Two men, they share a bond, a love so true,
A love that blossoms, like the morning dew.
Their souls aflame, with passion unconfined,
In shadows deep, their love they’ve intertwined.
A gentle swan, majestic in its flight,
Glides through the waters, bathed in purest light.
Its grace unmatched, a symbol of their love,
Two souls united, soaring high above.
A quill, their instrument, their hearts it pens,
In words, their love, a tale that never ends.
Their story told, with ink that knows no bounds,
An ode to love, where harmony resounds.
So let the golden hue, the swan, the quill,
Unite these men, their love forever still.
For love knows not the boundaries of time,
In colors, creatures, objects, love will chime.
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