In golden hue, the sun does rise,
Embracing earth with vibrant guise.
A color rare, a sight so grand,
Amber, the hue, as dreams expand.
A lion roams, majestic beast,
With fiery mane, a king released.
His regal stride, a sight to see,
A symbol of strength, wild and free.
An hourglass, a measure true,
Counting moments, as time ensues.
Its glass, translucent, holds the sand,
Reminding all of life’s demand.
Two men, entwined, their love so pure,
Defying norms, their hearts endure.
In secret whispers, vows they share,
A love forbidden, yet they dare.
For love knows not the bounds of time,
Nor color, creature, nor object’s prime.
In Shakespeare’s world, love conquers all,
And in our hearts, it still stands tall.
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