I search for summer in every corner of september.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNIt’s January, it’s cold and I search the sky for summer like I always do.
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In her empty wine of glass, there’s a world of lost dreams.
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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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We all need more solitude sundays.
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I feel blurry as a reflection in water.
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I dreamed in skies of blue before september stole all the light.
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She loves her lonely moments the silence away from the crowds, when its just her daydreaming.
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Silent lips speak the deepest truths.
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She breathed love like air. She was Paris turned human.
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A lover should be two things at once: the wild and a home.
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Kiss the words from my lips like a love poem.
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Spring is poetry poured into nature.
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I’m november numb and I think the world is, too.
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I either want a love like poetry or no love at all.
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My only home are the daydreams I dream.
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We fell in love because we were both summer souls.
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