Kiss the words from my lips like a love poem.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNThe scent of rain is just as much as an illusion as your love.
More Marie-Kristin Hofmann Quotes
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August died but summer lived on with your kiss.
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Night time thoughts lead nowhere but into melancholy.
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This wild heart beats restlessness.
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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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It’s January, it’s cold and I search the sky for summer like I always do.
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All my summer memories sparkle in riverbed reflections.
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We fell in love because we were both summer souls.
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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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Lets breath magic into each other.
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She breathed love like air. She was Paris turned human.
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One thing that makes me prefer people over books is shared laughter.
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I can’t wait for the day to be wild again.
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A lover should be two things at once: the wild and a home.
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She loves her lonely moments the silence away from the crowds, when its just her daydreaming.
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