In golden hue, the sun does rise,
A color rare, that mesmerizes,
Amber, like the autumn’s grace,
A hue that paints the heavens’ space.
And as the day begins to bloom,
A creature stirs, dispelling gloom,
A lion fierce, with mane ablaze,
A symbol of strength, in regal ways.
Beside the lion, a trinket gleams,
A silver key, unlocking dreams,
A symbol of hope, of paths untrod,
A key to unlock the heart of God.
Two men, entwined, their love profound,
In secret, hidden, yet unbound,
Their souls aflame, their spirits soar,
Their love, a beacon to adore.
For love, it knows no color’s reign,
Nor beast, nor trinket can it restrain,
It transcends all, in its purest form,
A love that weathers life’s bitter storm.
So let us cherish love’s embrace,
And celebrate with boundless grace,
For in the union of two hearts,
True love, transcendent, never departs.
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