She breathed love like air. She was Paris turned human.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNThe open road is the wanderer’s wonderland.
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She loves her lonely moments the silence away from the crowds, when its just her daydreaming.
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It’s not songs that remind me of lost lovers. It’s poems.
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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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One thing that makes me prefer people over books is shared laughter.
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I lost and found myself in all your maybe’s.
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Summer was soaked with you.
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Spring is poetry poured into nature.
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I live in the imaginary wild and its soft as summer.
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Today, she decided to sparkle. And so she did.
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We fell in love because we were both summer souls.
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I’m november numb and I think the world is, too.
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Give me love like summer rain.
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Lets breath magic into each other.
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Her afternoon tea is a fountain of daydreams.
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A lover should be two things at once: the wild and a home.
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