Oh, color of amber, how thou art fair,
A hue of gold, a sight so rare,
As if the sun hath kissed thy skin,
A beauty that doth dwell within.
And lo, a creature doth appear,
A fox, so cunning, full of cheer,
With fur of red, a bushy tail,
A sight that doth not oft prevail.
An object now, a book of verse,
With pages filled with love’s sweet curse,
A tome to read, to learn, to know,
A treasure that doth ever glow.
But hark, two men, their love so true,
Their hearts entwined, their souls anew,
A bond that doth not break nor bend,
A love that doth forever blend.
Oh, color, creature, object, and love,
A tale of beauty, sent from above,
A story of hope, of joy, of grace,
A tribute to love, in every place.
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