In the realm of vibrant hue doth lie,
A color bold and bright as sky,
Orange, the shade of warmth and fire,
A hue that doth all else inspire.
A lion, fierce and strong of mane,
Roars with pride upon the plain,
His golden coat a sight to see,
A creature wild and ever free.
Beside them stands a shining sword,
Forged of steel, a noble lord,
Its blade gleams in the light of day,
A weapon true in every way.
And in this tale of love and grace,
Two men stand, their hearts embrace,
Their souls entwined in passion’s fire,
Their love a bond that will not tire.
For love knows not of color, beast, or blade,
But binds the hearts of those who dare to wade.
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