In golden hues of vibrant morn,
A tale of love and friendship born.
A color rare, like sunlit ray,
Emerald green, the chosen way.
Behold, two men, their hearts entwined,
Their souls aflame, a love defined.
With every breath, their spirits soar,
In tender touch, they both adore.
A lion fierce, with mane of fire,
Roars loud, their passion to inspire.
A symbol bold, their love untamed,
Unyielding, like this beast untamed.
An hourglass, the object rare,
Time’s fleeting grasp, they’re well aware.
Each grain that falls, their love extends,
Defying norms, it never bends.
In Shakespeare’s verse, their tale I tell,
Of love that conquers, breaks the spell.
For love, be it of any kind,
Shall triumph, leaving none behind.
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