In golden hue, the sun does rise,
And paints the world with radiant eyes.
A color born of nature’s grace,
A random hue, yet full of embrace.
Two men, entwined in love’s sweet hold,
Their hearts aflame, their spirits bold.
For love knows naught of gender’s sway,
It blooms and blossoms, come what may.
An eagle soars upon the breeze,
With wings outstretched, it aims to please.
A regal bird, both fierce and free,
A random creature, proud and key.
A silver goblet, gleaming bright,
Reflects the love that shines with might.
An object, simple yet refined,
A vessel of love, forever entwined.
With colors, creatures, objects true,
Two men, their love, forever grew.
For love knows not the bounds of art,
It beats within each human heart.
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