In golden hue, the sun doth rise,
A color rare, that blinds the eyes.
A radiant glow, like amber’s flame,
Yellow, the color that bears no shame.
Two men, entwined in love’s embrace,
Their hearts aflame, in sacred space.
No judgment cast, no cruel decree,
Their love, a beacon, wild and free.
A lion bold, with mane of fire,
Roams the land, his fierce desire.
Majestic king, with heart so true,
His golden roar, a love pursued.
An object rare, a silver ring,
A symbol of eternal spring.
For love knows not the bounds of time,
Its melody, a sweet chime.
These men, like colors, bright and strong,
In love’s embrace, they both belong.
With lion’s strength and silver’s gleam,
Their love, a timeless, vibrant dream.
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