Spring is poetry poured into nature.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNGive me love like summer rain.
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From her glass of red wine she takes a sip of the evening sun.
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The way she danced through life was poetry.
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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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I either want a love like poetry or no love at all.
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There’s too much hurt in loving but too little life in not.
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Her afternoon tea is a fountain of daydreams.
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She loves her lonely moments the silence away from the crowds, when its just her daydreaming.
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I’m november numb and I think the world is, too.
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With each daydream she weaved her pastel heart into the sky.
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Let’s go back when we still saw stories in the stars.
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August died but summer lived on with your kiss.
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All my summer memories sparkle in riverbed reflections.
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I lost and found myself in all your maybe’s.
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Give me love like summer rain.
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I dreamed in skies of blue before september stole all the light.
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