In hues of gold, a color rare,
A radiant beam that lights the air,
A random color, bright and fair,
Shall be the theme of this affair.
Behold! The lion, fierce and grand,
With fiery mane, a regal band,
A random beast, across the land,
Shall join this tale, hand in hand.
An object strange, yet full of grace,
A feather, light, in winds embrace,
A random thing, none can replace,
Shall weave its tale in this space.
Two men, their hearts entwined as one,
Their love, a bond that can’t be undone,
In secret, their affection spun,
Shall shine beneath the moon and sun.
With golden hues, the lion roams,
The feather guides, where love finds homes,
In nature’s realm, where passion roams,
Shall flourish love, where’er it roams.
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