Oh, crimson red, the color of love’s flame,
A hue that sets two hearts aflame,
A tiger prowls, with grace and might,
A symbol of passion, in the night.
But lo, what do we have here,
A simple object, oh so dear,
A ring of gold, with diamonds bright,
A token of love, in true delight.
And yet, two men, with love so true,
Their bond, a love that’s pure and new,
Their hearts, entwined, forevermore,
Their love, a beacon, shining bright, for sure.
For love knows no bounds, nor gender, nor race,
It’s a feeling that fills every space,
And these two men, with love so strong,
Their bond, a testament, to love’s sweet song.
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