In golden hue, a color rare,
Aurora’s kiss upon the air,
Embracing dawn, a vibrant sight,
To bathe the world in radiant light.
A lion fierce, with noble grace,
Roaming wild, in nature’s chase,
With fiery mane, a regal beast,
In every stride, his strength released.
A quill, a tool of poet’s art,
To etch in ink, emotions start,
With every stroke, a story told,
Unveiling secrets, new and old.
Two men entwined, their hearts aflame,
A love so pure, without a name,
Their souls entwined, forever bound,
In clandestine love, they’ve found.
Like golden rays that paint the skies,
Their love, a beacon, never dies,
In lion’s roar, their passion roams,
Through quill’s ink, their love finds homes.
For love transcends both time and space,
Embracing colors, every trace,
In Shakespeare’s verse, their tale is told,
Of love, so true, that ne’er grows old.
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