Findings:
- 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.
- The sun was caught playing unashamedly in her auburn hair, setting our world on fire with giddiness
- That was what her hunger was like: mesmerizing, directed, floating like a public secret just under the cloud cover.
- born under candlelight just from the edge of a knife, was it a life? or was it a light at all?
- Every poem about thunder was written under the protection of a roof, or, at the very least, an empty sky
- The emotion on her face was always the one that she was feeling in her heart
- I don't think I was rude to her, just cold and curt
- I was afraid of getting caught
- She was most amazed by the obvious, like January and the fact that I could not possibly keep her.
- An ocean away and here he was, seeping into her
- seizing on a Nugget of Truth and wielding it like it was a club
- The Sneeze (The Woman Under My Bed)
- Center of her own attention
- I set my sister up with her husband, and all I got was this great dress and a trip to Hawaii
- you never once told her how beautiful she was nor how much you truly loved her
- His ex-wife was so frigid, her clitoris was only the tip of the iceberg.
- right under her surface
- The rock under my foot that told me I was real when I was an adult
- If love was a circus, you'd be a clown
- I lived in interesting times, came to the attention of those in power, and found what I was looking for.
- All that was left of her was a damp handkerchief
- She was never mine. I always shared her.
- Her innocence fell. She kicked at it some, frowned, and left it there because it was beautiful.
- All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
- She gets caught in the little world beneath her sheets
- All he left her was alone
- She was so quiet that nobody heard her
- She always was devious in her beauty
- under the knife
- making certain he was touching her
- Her hair was seaweed and the Pacific wind sang
- Her self image was not the force field she imagined it to be
- The demon was just under three feet tall
- Get under the bed
- Put the clown to bed
- I used to think of sobriety as a purgatory, and that to be under the influence of drugs was relief from it. Now that I'm older I believe the opposite to be true.
- love poem to the monsters under my bed
- Alice without opening her eyes says You have to stop crying you are shaking the bed.
- The Bed Was Not My Own
- I still find strands of her hair in bed
- I remember when it was me who made her toilet flush
- I remember when it was me who made her skin flush
- While I watched the leaves get caught in her hair.
- Laid down on the bed that wasn't her own
- She was a committed romantic and an anarcha-feminist. This was hard for her because it meant she couldn't blow up beautiful buildings.
- I was sure it was her
- Her fluidity under a thin sheet
- Where was her angel all those times the sky clouded over
- Ghost Under the Bed
- She grew a little older, while he was telling her
- I don't remember what her name was so let's call her Doris
- Her name was Natalie
- Monster Under The Bed
- it was just as if she held her breath for 82 years
- All of her seconds were unencumbered
- A dose of mystery slipped into her cocktail while she was in the ladies' room
- little pieces of her tragically poetic attempts at being loved that she was startlingly aware of, today
- She was the prettiest, loveliest cat at the ball and she had upon her fine gilded whiskers.
- Seems I might have stolen the blue part of her rainbow, but all I really did was make it bigger, a way bigger blue
- I got the feeling the Fairy Council was mad at me when the president knocked over her coffee to get a better grip on my neck
- Despite her station, the quarry was never alone
- She is a night of dark trees, but he who is not afraid of her darkness will find banks full of roses under her cypresses
- He dreamt he was a bulldozer, she dreamt she was alone in an empty bed
- there was more poetry in her shopping lists than in any of my rhymes
- That week with her was like drinking bubbles
- She was inside the music, with her eyes closed
- A long time ago, under the shady tree in my yard, I was dead
- Around nine PM my heart was breaking so I went to bed early to listen to it happen.
- For a few more precious seconds, the body I was born with was still in one piece
- There are monsters in my head, under my bed. Stop.
- Love poem from the monsters under my bed
- Trauma Center: Under the Knife
- He Used Not To Sleep / He Hid Under The Bed
- Something Under the Bed Is Drooling
- I am the one hiding under your bed; teeth ground sharp and eyes glowing red.
- i don't fit under the bed anymore
- attention span
- All attention is good attention.
- short attention span
- Attention deficit disorder
- My experiment in not paying attention to numbers
- Pay no attention to the man behind the curtain
- How to attract the attention of wait staff
- attention economy
- How to get the attention of unruly school children
- attention unit
- Attention Scum
- Attention seeker
- hunger for attention
- Pay attention, this will be important later
- Phylactery of Monstrous Attention
- Short Attention Span Theater
- The unfortunate attentions of Mr. Guntherson
- Attention must be paid
- Dialogues you can use to draw attention to your muscular arms
- How to get a girl's attention, Part 2
- Driving without due care and attention
- Nobody paid any attention until white people started to speak out
- Fire's attention
- I am the question. Unanswered. Demanding attention
- you will not keep the attention of plebeians, they only listen with their eyes
- Things grow, no matter how much attention they’re paid
- if you're not paying attention, you're lost
- some boys need a little more attention
- All you need is attention and ...
- bed
- Bed and breakfast
- breakfast in bed
- in bed
- Wielding a Red Sword
- Standing by my bed
- fluidized bed filter
- To His Mistress Going to Bed
- Go To Bed, Tom
- Go to bed, old man!
- Ode to the Empty Side of My Bed
- Gentleman in public and a bastard in bed
- Why are other people's beds more comfortable?
- I turn over in bed, brush against your warmth, and know it is you
- bed of nails
- In the bathtub or on the bed, looking down
- Bed in Summer
- bunk bed
- Marriage bunk beds
- The Roof Above My Bed
- Why I think I should go to bed
- No more monkeys jumping on the bed
- Mister Bed
- Went to bed a god and woke up as a peasant
- No matter what you think, you can NOT do homework in bed
- Bed and Sofa
- I want you in my bed
- Bed for Two
- Questions I Ask Myself At Night In Bed
- Black Coffee in Bed
- So she wet the bed
- Bed Buddy
- Woke up this morning, blues all round my bed
- bed bug
- bed warmer
- Some nights, I lie in my bed and stare up at the stars...
- Don't let the bed bugs bite
- In bed feigning sleep
- Hide Away Bed and Breakfast Inn
- after all white horses are in bed
- Apple pie bed
- Squeaky Bed
- rocking bed
- deep sand bed
- The bed is in the ocean
- James Graham's Celestial Bed
- Always check for evidence of alien abduction before going to bed with someone
- hot bed
- wet the bed
- Putting the annual garden to bed
- Putting the perennial garden to bed
- In Bed with Johns Hopkins
- Eating in bed
- Brigit's bed
- Fluidized Bed Combustion
- day bed
- Bed and Board
- bed load
- Old Bed
- Lamb on a bed of mint
- What if we all got jobs and got to bed before dawn?
- bed of justice
- Lesbian bed death
- raised bed garden
- don't go to bed without knowing what your enemies taste like.
- bed (user)
- I woke up in a bed I did not know
- Dreams become stronger when desire sits at the edge of your bed
- What gets us out of bed in the morning
- Actually, I went to bed this morning, sometime, but we can gloss over that.
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