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• I am the child with her nose pressed up against the window.
• She sat down in black pants and mules, and I pulled up a chair to listen to her reading Billy Collins
• I come home, she lifted up her wings. I guess that this must be the place.
• She bruised her knee. This is how we met.
• Performing her communion with quick slashes up and down her arm
• Take Her up to Monto
• Sometimes the apathy she saw made her want to curl up and cry
• And her legs went on forever, like staring up at infinity
• Including her knees and a dragon made from a sock
• Call her up, tell her how love is not a question.
• Her knees
• She picked herself up, wiping away at her dignity
• I set my sister up with her husband, and all I got was this great dress and a trip to Hawaii
• wake up and find her still there
• Dig up her bones
• spade-struck embers spark and flare the smoke what snarls up in her hair
• Ruth holding up time with her beauty
• She was a committed romantic and an anarcha-feminist. This was hard for her because it meant she couldn't blow up beautiful buildings.
• Her smile could light up a three-story building
• When she woke up, her hands were still dreaming
• Tied up tight, like a bride on her wedding night
• Devil up her sleeve
• And her knee touched mine
• Robert Lionel Fanthorpe fills up the word count in a science fiction novel: she brushed her teeth
• She is so beautiful, I gave up Nihilism for her
• The Ground Beneath Her Feet
• Her Royal Highness
• river, in all his innocent beauty and home in hers
• The sad thing is, if you get her you'll be sick of her in a year
• I gave her two daisies. This is how I met your mother.
• Make the Moon Cover her Blushing Face
• Herr Korbes
• An ocean away and here he was, seeping into her
• Bernice Bobs Her Hair V
• Herr's Potato Chips
• sunset rainwater turns her sidewalk chalk-art into a sherbert delight; a surprise gift from chaos that tumbles her like tinkling bells onto the wet grass
• She is the queen of accidental magic. Her used kleenexes, taken by the wind, become soulful ghosts.
• Her faith informed his fiction
• The old hands you've baked around hers
• her (user)
• She's got Zelda Fitzgerald mercury in her veins
• Since she whom I lov'd hath paid her last debt
• I remember when it was me who made her skin flush
• Bathe her and bring her to me
• If you really care about someone, do not tell her to fuck off
• Helping people cheat
• On Her Face
• At the Cross her Station Keeping
• Der Herr der Ringe
• He touched her once and she turned into a golden creature. He never touched her again.
• The first time I saw her
• Herr Geist_root (category)
• Jori Faces her Fear
• bone in her teeth
• Jacqueline and Her Cat
• Wanting only to be the honeysuckle to her butterfly
• Her smile, thinking about you
• If a girl offers you her cheek, kiss her neck
• I don't think of her
• The Old Woman And Her Pig
• I was sure it was her
• Her perception of how gorgeous she is will be evident in her lack of movement during sex
• Sleepless amid her ships, her houses, her incalculable wealth
• She calls him Sugarcane. He calls her Hurricane.
• If you loved her, you'd be home by now
• Calling her absence an example of negative space
• The old man on the bench, for example, made her cry
• Ducks can swim. What about her pearls?
• Zebras painted on her walls
• The Girl with the Sun in her Head
• The kind who tells you she's bipolar just to make you trust her
• The sun broke off of us and I push her anxious wrists away
• Tomorrow, he must tell her that he doesn't love her anymore.
• tell her your feelings
• Emily's Legs and Her Shoes
• Do Her
• If this were in person, I would have kissed her now
• I think I've forgiven her
• A New Student and Her Father
• In a quiet grove of pines under a frosty sky, he helped her out of the sack. She wore severe white hospital pajamas and was beautiful.
• she left her handwriting all over the calendar
• At her mirror, his muse
• Bernice Bobs Her Hair VI
• On Her Majesty's Service
• Sleep to Dream Her
• His ex-wife was so frigid, her clitoris was only the tip of the iceberg.
• The endless blue sky is not big enough to hold her memories, so it doesn't
• How to be strong for her, when all you want is to depend on her
• Bleed to Love Her
• You put a hand on her hip, she permits it.
• Don't tell me about her
• The Milk-Woman and Her Pail
• I don't want to see her
• I still find strands of her hair in bed
• She flies with her own wings
• The Dancefloor is our Mother. Her heart beats at 125 BPM.
• I hide in the darkness of the cry that comes from her throat
• serene. She sips her tea
• A rose in candlelight, her curves dance upon the wall
• Her black eyes were surely the source of my angst
• her dopeness_root (category)
• woman and her husband
• It is her name that I think of when I think about being in love.
• I got a girl in the war, Paul, her eyes are like champagne
• Her Majesty's Revenue and Customs
• blood and carnage and her slow ascent
• And she's walking as if her feet hurt
• Knees up
• I can see her face
• Her Majesty
• to let her know
• Don't Kill Her Daddy with Careless Talk
• I don't think I would want to date her now, anyway
• My mother wants her mother to die
• Bernice Bobs Her Hair
• Lucy Thinks Ricky Is Trying to Murder Her
• Can You Forgive Her?
• somewhere her voice in the night whispering leaves
• Admiring the sanctity of her place settings
• I still love her (user)
• She Will Have Her Way
• you laugh and then you cry but you're still laughing but you miss her so damn much
• The Life and Adventures of Trobadora Beatrice as Chronicled by her Minstrel Laura
• She is the sea. Above her, he is thunder.
• Inches away from her face
• Her Handwriting
• Her Body Had Knots and Hollows
• She wears her failed relationships like a shield
• notes I never gave her
• He gave her a daisy
• November on her way to winter
• The words beneath her words
• Electrify her with a studded rubber nub
• I love her backwards
• All of her seconds were unencumbered
• seagulls screaming kiss her kiss her
• Her heart is in little tiny pieces that are going to blow away.
• She was so quiet that nobody heard her
• Small bits of glitter accidently left on her eyelashes
• what she's building now, it isn't much, but it's hers
• The Author to Her Book
• The woman with her legs apart
• All that was left of her was a damp handkerchief
• A soft wonder bites her lips
• Would you like to penetrate her shell, insinuating yourself among the pages of the books she is reading?
• I am a mental construct in her head
• The Nymph Complaining for the Death of her Faun
• Her way to the top
• Silver drops her vermeil cheeks depaint
• the pelican in her piety
• Diana and Her Companions
• She Will Have Her Way: The Songs Of Tim & Neil Finn
• Her Unhappyluck
• My hands on her back; slipping into sleep
• let her take me, feed on me, devour me
• Why if I ever meet Nancy Grace, I'll punch her in her yapping poodle-like face
• her lips on mine
• Who let her get at the Johnny Walker
• She ties regrets around her fingers like forget-me-knots
• Feel her pain
• The World I Made for Her
• My skin is dark. Hers is the color of certain lilies.
• What's she gonna look like with a chimney on her?
• The Huntress Neglects Her Children
• Center of her own attention
• Life's a Bitch and I'm Her Pimp
• Her photography captured little beautifuls and me
• Elizabeth I's decision to deal with her financial problems
• I keep her in my pocket
• Is this the world of her heart?
• if you fear spells, look away when she decides to share her hair with the wind.
• Susan Goldman, who has cervical cancer, is partly thankful as she braces herself but changes her mind as she's sprayed with burning jet fuel.
• While I watched the leaves get caught in her hair.
• Herr
• Written with a Diamond on her Window at Woodstock
• Making her presence known
• her eyes
• I watched her from afar
• My girlfriend and her pillow
• Tiny snow noises and her footsteps
• Her legs shifting underneath the desk
• Her innocence fell. She kicked at it some, frowned, and left it there because it was beautiful.
• Her presumptive green lipstick shown across the room
• Slap Her... She's French
• Herr Lehmann
• her ardent eyebrows are charcoal scimitars taut above eyes that breeze like open windows
• her reflection is safe
• Her self image was not the force field she imagined it to be
• Not her voice, but the way her voice changes,
• The earth's tears make her smiles bloom
• If there is a God, I hate her
• The Bitch and Her Whelps
• My love in her attire doth show her wit
• right under her surface
• A man who never sees a pretty girl without loving her a little
• It happened to everyone else; she swore it wouldn't to her
• I dreamed of her pulse long before I took it from her

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