Every drop of her gin held a lost world of night sky dances.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNEvery drop of her gin held a lost world of night sky dances.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNAugust died but summer lived on with your kiss.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNThis wild heart beats restlessness.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNAutumn sheds the leaves like tear drops.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNIt’s January, it’s cold and I search the sky for summer like I always do.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNI feel blurry as a reflection in water.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNNights were made for broken hearts.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNWe were half a summer love but a forever kind of memory.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNToday, she decided to sparkle. And so she did.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNWith each daydream she weaved her pastel heart into the sky.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNMy only home are the daydreams I dream.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNWe always live for the summer until we don’t live it at all.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNNight time thoughts lead nowhere but into melancholy.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNA lover should be two things at once: the wild and a home.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNSummer was soaked with you.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNIn a world of lost souls how could I ever find a home?
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANN