Oh, wondrous hue of crimson red,
As bright as roses freshly bred,
The color of love, of passion’s flame,
A sight that sets the heart aflame.
And what of creatures, wild and free,
That roam the earth and swim the sea?
Perhaps a creature fierce and bold,
A lion, king with mane of gold.
But what of objects, plain and small,
That oft go unnoticed by all?
A simple feather, soft and light,
That dances in the breeze so bright.
And in this world of love and strife,
Two men have found a precious life,
Their hearts entwined, their souls as one,
Their love a bond that can’t be undone.
So let us celebrate this pair,
Whose love and joy they proudly wear,
And let us cherish every hue,
And every creature, old and new.
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