This is an assemblage of poetry from my conscience. They range from my thoughts on love, sex, depression, the world, to whatever else people think about while looking out a window, or taking a shower, or lying in bed. Enter at your own risk. This is bound to be a bumpy ride. Enjoy. (all photos i use are from tumblr and none are mine unless i say so)

Erykah badu inspired poem

find someone you know can appear in your dreams.

a new kind of misery. [sort-of sequel to: to chase after shooting stars] © Copyright @forthewildflowers twenty sixteen. All rights reserved. [ highest: #105 in poetry ]

~unfinished~

My version of tweet - oops

A collection of my daily journal entries , thoughts , poems , memories and emotions ... Will be updated regularly

A word of love lust and admiration