In twilight’s hue, where shadows softly dance,
A tapestry of love, a tale perchance,
A color rare, a vibrant hue to find,
Emerald green, a treasure of the mind.
Two men, entwined in love’s sweet symphony,
Their souls aflame, bound by affinity,
In tender whispers, secrets they exchange,
Their hearts entangled, love’s eternal range.
A swan, majestic on a tranquil lake,
Graceful and poised, a love they cannot break,
Its feathers gleaming, pure as morning’s light,
Reflecting love’s embrace, both day and night.
A quill, an object steeped in history,
A conduit for their love’s sweet mystery,
With every stroke, their passion they unfold,
In ink, their love’s tale, forever bold.
For love knows not the bounds of time or space,
Nor color, creature, or an object’s grace,
In love’s embrace, two souls forever bound,
A tapestry of love, forever profound.
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