The scent of rain is just as much as an illusion as your love.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNKiss the words from my lips like a love poem.
More Marie-Kristin Hofmann Quotes
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It’s January, it’s cold and I search the sky for summer like I always do.
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If I make him my home, will I lose the home inside myself?
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Sometimes getting lost is just the right direction.
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Don’t fall for someone who doesn’t have a spark of wild in their eyes.
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I’m november numb and I think the world is, too.
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We all need more solitude sundays.
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I dreamed in skies of blue before september stole all the light.
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I can’t wait for the day to be wild again.
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I search for summer in every corner of september.
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Give me love like summer rain.
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In her empty wine of glass, there’s a world of lost dreams.
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Lets breath magic into each other.
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All my summer memories sparkle in riverbed reflections.
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She breathed love like air. She was Paris turned human.
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There’s too much hurt in loving but too little life in not.
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