In the depths, where molten rivers flow,

A tale unfolds of desire, gleaming bright.

Here, where golden currents softly glow,

Two hearts plunge, enwrapped in eternal night.

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In this domain of wealth untold,

Where dreams are bought and wishes sold,

They sought a love that could outshine

The very essence of that gilded brine.

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Hand in hand, they descended deep,

Into the heart of the golden keep,

Their eyes alight with a fervent blaze,

Unfazed by the treasure’s mesmerizing gaze.

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But love, it seems, is a curious thing,

In realms where gold can clip its wing.

For as they sank in that radiant sea,

Their embrace was all that they wished to be.

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Drowning in gold, yet breathing in love,

Their hearts alight, soaring above.

In molten chains, freely they bound,

A paradox where true love was found.

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Together, in silence, they made their bed,

In the golden river, their vows were said.

Not a word was spoken; none needed to hear,

For in their demise, their intentions were clear.

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A pyre of riches, their final shroud,

Together, forever, in the golden cloud.

A tale of love, not of grief or of pain,

Two souls united, in their golden domain.

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So let it be told, this story of gold,

Of two daring hearts, both fearless and bold.

For even in death, their love was confessed,

In the golden glow, eternally blessed.