In verdant fields where sunbeams gently dance,
A tale unfolds of love, by fate’s own hand.
A color rare, a hue of pure romance,
Emerald green, as if from nature’s brand.
Two noble souls, their hearts entwined as one,
In love’s embrace, their spirits intertwined.
A lion bold, a creature fierce and strong,
Their love, a flame, forever unconfined.
A quill, a tool that words and dreams bestow,
To capture tales of love, forever told.
With ink, they etch a story, high and low,
Their love, a masterpiece, in words of gold.
For love knows not the bounds of time nor space,
Two men, their souls aligned in sweet embrace.
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