In verdant fields, where golden sun does shine,
There bloomed a love, so rare and so divine.
Two noble souls, entwined, their hearts aflame,
Their love, a jewel, their passion, not in vain.
A color, random, yet so bold and bright,
The hue of love, like stars that grace the night.
A vibrant crimson, like a burning fire,
Their love, a beacon, never to expire.
An animal, so graceful and so fleet,
A falcon, soaring high, their love complete.
As wings embrace the sky, their spirits soar,
Their love, a dance, forever to adore.
An object, random, yet so dear to them,
A silver locket, holding love’s emblem.
Within its heart, their love forever sealed,
A testament, their bond, to be revealed.
Two men, their love, forbidden, yet so true,
In secrecy, their hearts remain imbued.
Their souls entwined, their love, a symphony,
A timeless tale of love, for all to see.
Though shadows cast, their love shall never wane,
For love, true love, shall conquer every pain.
