In golden rays, a color bright, behold,
A hue that dances, vibrant and untold.
Amber, the shade that paints the morning sky,
A beacon of warmth, as sun’s rays fly high.
And in this realm, where love’s sweet tendrils grow,
Two men entwined, their passion’s flame aglow.
With tender hearts, their souls forever bound,
Their love, a symphony, in whispers found.
A lion, fierce and noble, stands nearby,
A creature fierce, yet gentle as a sigh.
With fiery mane, a symbol of their might,
Their love, a beacon, shining through the night.
An object, humble, yet with strength untold,
A simple quill, its ink, a story bold.
With every stroke, their love they shall proclaim,
In words immortal, etched in love’s sweet name.
So let the world bear witness to this tale,
Of love that’s true, where hearts shall never fail.
For color, animal, and object blend,
To tell a story of love without an end.
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