Oh, how the color green doth shine so bright,
Like emerald gems that catch the light.
It doth remind me of a creature rare,
A peacock, with feathers beyond compare.
And yet, amidst this vibrant hue,
There lies a simple object, plain and true.
A wooden box, with secrets locked inside,
A treasure trove for those who dare to abide.
But lo, what of these two men so true,
Whose love doth bloom like flowers in the dew?
Their hearts entwined, their souls aflame,
Their bond unbreakable, their love the same.
Let no man judge, nor scorn their love,
For it is pure, like the snow-white dove.
And let this color, this animal, this object be,
A symbol of their love, for all to see.
Newest Scenes
