In golden hue of amber’s gentle glow,
A color rare, like sunset’s tender kiss,
A random hue, that nature did bestow,
To paint the sky, in hues of honeyed bliss.
A lion fierce, with mane of fiery red,
A regal beast, with strength and courage true,
With noble heart, and majesty widespread,
He roams the land, in search of love anew.
A simple pen, with ink of midnight’s shade,
A humble tool, to shape a poet’s thought,
With every stroke, a tale of love is made,
On parchment white, where dreams and hopes are sought.
Two men entwined, their hearts forever bound,
Defying norms, their love knows no divide,
In secret whispers, love’s symphony resounds,
Their souls aflame, their passion cannot hide.
For color, animal, and object blend,
To craft a tale of love, that knows no end.
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