Findings:
- The Cook, The Thief, His Wife and Her Lover
- When at last I found no further traces of the living or the dead, then I stopped.
- when you're done, you can let her die if that's what you want. Or you can wake her.
- Michael Moved Out to Live with His Bitch & Her Dog
- What's Hecuba to him, or he to Hecuba, that he should weep for her?
- Is Death of a Salesman a tragedy and Willy Loman a tragic hero, or is his death merely the pathetic demise of a small man
- I knew enough about him to know his name and what kind of snowball he could make
- Kitty interrupts his murky float with the nail gun splash of her stiletto song
- Thought experiment on a boring Tuesday (or, When the world lasted 20 minutes)
- Or do we like time's children come also at last to the silent shadowlands?
- waiting for his arms to fold like wings around her
- His hand speaks a foreign language to her ribs.
- Since she whom I lov'd hath paid her last debt
- His 'N' Hers
- His and Her Circumstances
- In his autumn before the winter comes man's last mad surge of youth
- judge a captain not by his shipwrecks, but by whether or not he blames the sea
- When Did You See Her Last?
- The kind who tells you she's bipolar just to make you trust her
- river, in all his innocent beauty and home in hers
- More hips!
- His ex-wife was so frigid, her clitoris was only the tip of the iceberg.
- I Saw Her Again Last Night
- As the band laughed, her finger traced his spine, and he folded into her
- i kissed her one last time, then walked out of her life forever
- If her secrets spilled from her eyes into his
- Gaily they went down in the lush field a treasure of valuables or specie or bullion lodged with a crust of bread into her coat of arms weaving currying the embroidering of silk in summer.
- Her hips made waves against his shore
- At her mirror, his muse
- Of King Sigmund's last battle, and of how he must yield up his sword again
- The Birth of Merlin, or, The Childe Hath Found His Father
- She, the Last Leviathan. She, the Station Agent. Chin on her Palm, she Watches Every Departure.
- He who does not forget his first love will not recognize his last
- Or he'll just kick me in the face and scream abstract noises and dance around outside in his underwear and have sex with the neighbor's dog and try to fly by jumping off the toilet
- His Last Line
- before the internet when teen had REAL relationship the boy could look at the girl and judge the diameter of her thorax with his feelers and determine whether the mating ritual could commence but NO MORE. evil woman use her computer sorcery
- A hollow longing in her that will last
- Getting your Christmas cards out at the last possible moment
- Taking your fiance's last name
- Is this the last four years or what?
- Uh, are you looking at my joystick to impress her, or are you just an asshole?
- i clung to her cloak. (or flew)
- For my last trick, I made her disappear
- All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
- Rosy Palm and her five daughters
- her
- Do Her
- Her braid; I obeyed
- On Her Majesty's Secret Service
- Her Majesty's Loyal Opposition
- The Milk-Woman and Her Pail
- The Bitch and Her Whelps
- The Lark Burying Her Father
- The Woman and Her Hen
- The Lark and Her Young Ones
- I don't think of her
- I can see her face
- I do not see her
- Her Royal Highness
- If this were in person, I would have kissed her now
- Her Handwriting
- Written with a Diamond on her Window at Woodstock
- Take Her in Your Arms
- Neko Case and Her Boyfriends
- Ribbed for her pleasure
- Her back
- Written in her French Psalter
- Things you can tell just by looking at her
- Take Her up to Monto
- The Author to Her Book
- My love in her attire doth show her wit
- If You Followed Her Gaze
- putting on her makeup
- I daydream of her
- For Emily, Whenever I May Find Her
- A really good sandwich that ideath could make to take to work with her
- Robert Lionel Fanthorpe fills up the word count in a science fiction novel: she brushed her teeth
- The Old Woman And Her Pig
- Her Majesty
- Who let her get at the Johnny Walker
- The Bride Stripped Bare by Her Bachelors, Even
- the small of her back
- Her Body Had Knots and Hollows
- Making her presence known
- Making her presence known (part 2)
- Making her presence known (Part 3)
- person, place or thing
- Someone outlined against the sky, the sun too bright to see her face
- She said, while hugging a bowl of turnips close to her bosom
- I haven't seen her in a month. She is still beautiful.
- I remember when it was me who made her skin flush
- I don't want to see her
- The woman with her legs apart
- right under her surface
- I remember when it was me who made her toilet flush
- Her name was Natalie
- Funny -- she looks much smaller from outside her head
- Pig on her back
- She thought about giving him her heart
- Alice without opening her eyes says You have to stop crying you are shaking the bed.
- To Her Door
- I was sure it was her
- to let her know
- A Fallen Caryatid Holding Her Stone
- Stand in the doorway and watch her
- The Saran Wrap Dominatrix and Her Cellophane Bondage Slave
- Since I left her
- All acts of love and pleasure are her rituals
- A Jury of Her Peers
- A Jury of Her Peers: 2
- The sad thing is, if you get her you'll be sick of her in a year
- A New Student and Her Father
- Including her knees and a dragon made from a sock
- her eyes
- She asked me to copy my poem into her notebook
- watching her dance
- Her hands on my back; slipping into sleep
- Herr Bob (user)
- dance with her
- I met Death face to face, and I mocked her!
- I never called her momma
- Bathe her and bring her to me
- I still find strands of her hair in bed
- Her knees
- A man who never sees a pretty girl without loving her a little
- Property of Her Majesty The Queen
- What do girls think about guys when they catch guys staring at their breasts, but the guy is actually trying to read her shirt?
- I don't like her because she won't like me
- Somewhere someone is tired of taking her shit
- She found her bliss between the headphones, and pursed her lips.
- My preconceived view of perfection could not accommodate her.
- Her perception of how gorgeous she is will be evident in her lack of movement during sex
- Don't Kill Her Daddy with Careless Talk
- Feel her pain
- I could hear her thoughts
- And her knee touched mine
- If you really care about someone, do not tell her to fuck off
- All that was left of her was a damp handkerchief
- It happened to everyone else; she swore it wouldn't to her
- using a circle to dot her "i"s
- How Ozma Refused to Fight for Her Kingdom
- From Her to Eternity
- my baby sleeps on her head
- They walk around her like she is in danger of breaking
- I passed her on the street
- The World I Made for Her
- I followed the light in her eyes around the room, staying within range
- Her raised middle finger came into focus
- Her grief is still too young to behave itself, so she never lets it out
- One day I wrote her name upon the strand
- I don't think I was rude to her, just cold and curt
- Tell Stacey I love her
- See her talk
- Make the Moon Cover her Blushing Face
- Performing her communion with quick slashes up and down her arm
- notes I never gave her
- My girlfriend and her pillow
- her kitty cat (user)
- Every beautiful woman has someone who is tired of her
- Herr Geist (user)
- To Her Face
- To Her Body
- To Her Mind
- To hear her sing
- Helping people cheat
- The Dancefloor is our Mother. Her heart beats at 125 BPM.
- A soft wonder bites her lips
- I dreamed of her pulse long before I took it from her
- The movie in her mind
- after her, I took my coffee black
- Nice Legs, Shame About Her Face
- She was a committed romantic and an anarcha-feminist. This was hard for her because it meant she couldn't blow up beautiful buildings.
- She does not rustle but her flesh has the moonlit shade of a silver birch
- Let Her Go Down
- Victoria Wood
- She calls him Sugarcane. He calls her Hurricane.
- My mother wants her mother to die
- Today I saw her again
- Dig up her bones
- The world is her sketchbook
- standing off to the side of the lobby, watching the hostess adjust her hair
- These things matter to her
- How to test if your mother REALLY has eyes in the back of her head
- Tied up tight, like a bride on her wedding night
- I am the child with her nose pressed up against the window.
- 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.
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