Oh, how the color purple doth shine,
Like a regal cloak upon a vine,
A hue so grand and full of grace,
It doth adorn a most noble place.
And what of the creature that doth roam,
With fur so soft, a creature of home,
A feline friend, so sleek and sly,
Whose purring doth bring a lover nigh.
A book, a tome, a treasure trove,
Filled with words that doth move,
The heart and soul of those who read,
A world of wonder, a lover’s creed.
And in this tale, two men doth share,
A bond so strong, a love so rare,
Their hearts entwined, their souls as one,
A love that doth shine like the sun.
For love knows no color, creature, or thing,
It doth soar on the wings of a lover’s dream.
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