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Since his eyes were like perfect packed suitcases
Those are pearls that were his eyes. Look!
i like his madness
the grey in his hair had done nothing to tarnish the gleam in his eye
He throws his heart down like a gauntlet
his eyes are colorless
The fire of God in his eyes
He Never Told Me My Eyes Were Like Diamonds
The Man With the Child in His Eyes
His voice is like something from a distant age, the voice of the earth itself, the voice of a tree, the voice of a stone.
So I'm wrestling with the demoness while the priest is trying not to soil his vestments, and Faust is just sitting there like an idiot
His mournful lamenting, like smoke on the mountains
If only Che Guevara were a revolutionary in his own country
if Gerry Stern were dead, he'd roll over in his grave
Of course I refused, afraid of what his hands might feel like
I was floating in the ocean of his eyes.
Your words like warm water, his words like salt
If her secrets spilled from her eyes into his
I should ask my barber where he gets his hair cut, then go there and slowly make my way up the chain
pull the steel wool over his eyes
Call me back when hair starts growing on his palms
He Would Close His Eyes, and the World Would Burn.
I wish I could open his eyes
because his heart was heavy, closing, like a tired eyelid
All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
I don't know where he gets his words but I like them
His Eyes Are On The Sparrow
I kicked the Martian in his otherworldly balls, and he screamed like the solar wind howling through a planetary magnetosphere
his whole life, like a thundercloud, out in front of him
His mouth tastes like blood and sugar.
I like to imagine that Bond's firing the tank shells out of his mouth
Her eyes were gray like a storm, and even more dangerous
but you had his eyes and that was sort of almost enough
waiting for his arms to fold like wings around her
His name came up like a match on wooden me
His eyes shine bright with cruelty and unnatural lust
A chained man need only shut his eyes to make the world explode.
His Eyes Are Closed
his mismatched flannel pajamas and brown eyes
Sparkling like a star in his hand, melting like a snowflake
So while Faust is busy trying to wipe the blood off his face and Shorty's trying to claw his eyes out, I mosey away and try my hand at storming the castle
tiny alien ideas sprout in his brain, like baby incisors erupting from his testicles
A dude with an elbow for an ear and an eye stuck on his ass cheek
The day we were married the leftover doves from his days of being a magician hummed little love songs in the attic
His eyes look out at me from people that I meet
Jack, his Girlfriend, and the Two Black Eyes
Sokath, his eyes uncovered
If a geek.boy wrote poetry to his geek.girl
He's dead, Jim. You grab his wallet, I'll grab his tricorder.
I write my secrets on the bathroom mirror, like Jesus, before wiping them away to check my hair.
The Colour Of His Voice
How Pac-Man got his name
How the Old Woman Took Care Of Candide, and How He Found the Object of His Love
My Uncle, on His 80th Birthday
The Horse and His Boy
I once helped Jason Priestley's girlfriend find his dick
The Fisherman and his Soul
The Fisherman and His Nets
too big for his britches
river, in all his innocent beauty and home in hers
Innocent contact with his flesh
"I see," said the blind man to his deaf wife as he picked up his hammer and saw
Justin Trudeau's eulogy for his father, Pierre Elliott Trudeau
Orpheus and his Twice Dead bride, Eurydice
Yes, I put Nair in his shampoo
The Help moJoe find his Biological Mother Project
eyes like the sea after a storm
His hips know the original dance
his
The Ass and His Masters
Pascal on his deathbed
A man with a tapeworm up his nose
The Ass and His Shadow
The Bishop Orders His Tomb at Saint Praxed's Church
An Irish Airman foresees his Death
Tokusan holds his bowl
The guy who may as well already be dead and therefore doesn't care about the consequences of his actions and is able to move with perfect freedom for the remainder of what will likely be a tragically short life
up his own arse
The Fisherman and His Soul: Part 4
I saw his round mouth's crimson
He Died with a Felafel in His Hand
And then I broke his nose
In the Springtime of His Voodoo
Forgetting his life away
The Gift, the Giver, the Rebel, the Thief, and the Stranger and his Glue
trumpet of his rump
Tucker: The Man And His Dream
The Fisherman and His Soul: Part 2
the ghostly tools that dance behind my closed eyes, you will grasp like hammers
Why would a god let so many of his "flock" stray?
How Candide Killed the Brother of His Dear Cunegund
His Name Is Alive
How Candide Found His Old Master Pangloss Again and What Happened to Him
The Miller, His Son, and Their Ass
The Brazier and His Dog
Oedipus-Schmedipus, as long as he loves his mother
How the Camel Got His Hump
If you look hard enough, you can see Satan and his works everywhere
His Royal Highness
de Molay recanted his confession
how Wiener found his way home
Bless his Heart
Darth Everything meets Death who has just knocked on his front door
the moile with the clocks in his window
His 'N' Hers
Villanelle of Ye Young Poet's First Villanelle to his Ladye and Ye Difficulties
Then I poked him in his sunburn
Before you criticize someone, you should walk a mile in his shoes
Kissing a man all over his face
The Fisherman and His Wife
Saturn Devouring His Children
Zuigan calls his own master
Why I didn't want to find his love letters in my copy of East of Eden
Phosphor reading by His own Light
The Passionate Shepherd to His Love
In His Own Image
My next door neighbor has human heads in his freezer
When the foeman bares his steel
The Man who Mistook His Wife for a Hat
Did Nixon beat his wife?
32 Reasons Andrew Deserves His Door
His Majesty the Scarecrow
My brother is still dead... and now I have his car...
Eli Whitney and his Patent
Valediction to His Book
his ability to be stubborn beyond comprehension
Their feet grow dark with his blood
How Spider-Man and His Amazing Friends wrecked my love life
The kinda guy whose SO wants to install a video camera in his head
Today your little boy is sprouting ten fingers and shedding his tail
when the forest burns along the road like god's eyes in my headlights
Eyes Like the Sky
The Boy with the Thorn in His Side
The Cook, The Thief, His Wife and Her Lover
it's in my blood like the sun is in my eyes
On His Blindness
Picked his bones in whispers
just like the smooth kindness of your eyes
Spinning in his grave
Captain Carrot and His Amazing Zoo Crew
His girlfriend
The General in his Labyrinth
Atom and His Package
Candide and His Valet Arrive in the Country of El Dorado--What They Saw There
A baby's eyes attract attention like television
The Eagle and His Captor
Vegas stories: Someone cut his throat
Touch the Hem of His Garment
His Serene Highness Prince Rainier III
The Ass and His Purchaser
The Ass and His Driver
Spider-Man and his Amazing Friends
Their Eyes Were Watching God
To His Mistress Going to Bed
brown eyes, brown hair
I used to know what color your eyes were
chocolate in the mouth is like green green grass to the eyes
If my roommate doesn't keep his hands off my shit, I'm gonna fuck him up
The Man and His Wife
Nicole Oresme and his Philosophies: An Example of Medieval Scientific Thought
Augie van Smith blushed and wiped chocolate off his lips
Von Kempelen and his Discovery
The Fisherman and His Soul: Part 5
The Fisherman and His Soul: Part 3
Johnny Got His Gun
Let the earth hear his voice
God's in His Heaven, All's Right With the World
Toward his impossible light
A great big ugly man came up and tied his horse to me
To His Coy Mistress
How The Rhinoceros Got His Skin

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