In golden hue, a color rare and bright,
The sun did paint the sky with pure delight.
A color born to captivate the eye,
A symbol of love’s ardor, none deny.
And in this realm where love and passion dwell,
Two men did meet, their hearts began to swell.
Their love, forbidden, yet they could not part,
Their souls entwined, forever to impart.
As lions fierce, their love did fiercely grow,
Defying norms, they let their passion show.
Their love, a beacon shining through the night,
A testament to love’s enduring might.
An object, simple yet with meaning deep,
A silver ring, their promises to keep.
A symbol of their love, forever bound,
A bond unbroken, in each other found.
Though shadows cast and judgment may arise,
Their love, like colors, shines before our eyes.
For love is love, no matter shape or hue,
And in their hearts, a love that’s ever true.
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