In vibrant hue of emerald green,
An otter sleek, the finest seen,
A quill, its ink a tale untold,
And love, two men, brave and bold.
Upon the canvas of my mind,
A tale of love, so rare to find,
With golden locks and eyes of blue,
Their love, a bond forever true.
Like forest leaves, their love did grow,
A secret passion, none could know,
Yet whispers spread, like autumn breeze,
Their love, a sin, it did appease.
One with a heart so full of grace,
The other, strength in every pace,
Together, they embraced the night,
In shadows, love took flight.
But darkness crept, with jealous eyes,
To tear apart their love’s disguise,
Yet love prevailed, their spirits free,
In unity, they’d always be.
So let the colors intertwine,
The otter, quill, and love divine,
For love knows not of bounds or strife,
It’s colorblind, and full of life.
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