In golden hue, a color rare and bright,
A radiant glow that captivates the sight.
A random color, kissed by sun’s embrace,
A tapestry of warmth, a vibrant grace.
Now, let us speak of creatures that do roam,
A random animal, the lion, fierce and bold.
With regal mane, a king upon the land,
Majestic, strong, a symbol of command.
And now, an object, chosen at a whim,
A random choice, a lute, its strings a hymn.
Melodic notes that dance upon the air,
A serenade of love, a sweet affair.
But hark! Two men, entwined in love’s embrace,
Their hearts aflame, defying time and space.
With tender touch, they share a sacred bond,
A love so pure, where prejudice is conned.
For love knows not the limits of its might,
It conquers all, in darkness and in light.
So let us celebrate this love so true,
A random color, animal, and object too.
