In verdant fields where larks do sing,
Two men doth love with heart and wing.
Their love, a flame that doth not tire,
A bond that doth not break nor expire.
A color rare, a hue so bright,
That doth their love in full delight.
A shade of blue, like ocean’s crest,
That doth their love in full invest.
An animal fierce, a lion bold,
Whose roar doth shake the earth so cold.
A symbol of their love so true,
That doth their hearts in unison renew.
An object rare, a golden ring,
That doth their love in full take wing.
A token of their love so pure,
That doth their hearts in full endure.
Their love, a treasure to behold,
Like colors, animals, and objects so bold.
Their bond, a testament to love,
That doth their hearts in full above.
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