In golden rays of morn, a hue so bright,
Emerald, like the envy of the night,
Two souls entwined, their love a sacred flame,
A bond unyielding, bearing no one’s blame.
A lion fierce, with mane of fiery red,
Yet gentle as a lamb when love is spread,
He roars with passion, fierce and unrestrained,
His heart aflame, by love’s sweet fire sustained.
A quill, a simple tool of words and thought,
A vessel to express what can’t be taught,
With ink, it weaves their tale of love so true,
A testament to what two hearts can do.
Two men, their love defying worldly strife,
In secret whispers, they embrace their life,
Their colors blend, a vibrant tapestry,
A love that’s boundless, for all eyes to see.
Let not the world’s disdain their spirits mar,
For love, like art, transcends what others bar,
In colors, creatures, objects, love remains,
A testament to love’s enduring reigns.
