Most people say silence is…
Golden…
It is obvious…those people…
Don’t know Flora lamb…
My kind and loving boo…
For with her time truly…
Stands still…
Love Is Golden!
A personal Walden’s pond…
Ones own personal declaration…
Of independence…
A spiritual voyage…
Which travels straight…
To ones creator…
That touching of God’s hand…
A inner feeling of being man…
Time with such a person…
Is surely unreal…
But Flora is the real deal…
I am always pleased…
Teased in a respectful way…
What can I say…
LOVE YOU…Flora Lamb…
Clouds under my feet…
Oh, how neat…
Complete…
AIN’T God sweet….
Whisperkwane
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