Oh, crimson red, how thou art bold,
A hue that doth the heart enfold.
Like a rose in bloom, or blood so pure,
A color that doth love allure.
And what of the creature that doth match?
A creature fierce, yet soft to catch.
A lion proud, with mane so grand,
A beast that doth the heart command.
But what of the object that doth bring,
The love of two men, a wondrous thing.
A ring of gold, with diamond bright,
A symbol of love, that doth take flight.
For these two men, with hearts so true,
Their love doth shine, like morning dew.
No matter the color, animal, or thing,
Their love doth reign, like a king.
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