Kiss the words from my lips like a love poem.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNNight time thoughts lead nowhere but into melancholy.
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Night time thoughts lead nowhere but into melancholy.
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In a world of lost souls how could I ever find a home?
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Give me love like summer rain.
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A lover should be two things at once: the wild and a home.
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Spring is poetry poured into nature.
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He was the hope that died with the last day of summer.
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The way she danced through life was poetry.
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The scent of rain is just as much as an illusion as your love.
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Summer left me like an almost lover.
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In her empty wine of glass, there’s a world of lost dreams.
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I see the world in shades of you.
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The open road is the wanderer’s wonderland.
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Her afternoon tea is a fountain of daydreams.
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We always live for the summer until we don’t live it at all.
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I feel blurry as a reflection in water.
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