Findings:

• She is the sea. Above her, he is thunder.
• He touched her once and she turned into a golden creature. He never touched her again.
• 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
• 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.
• Some nights, alone, he thinks of her, and some nights, alone, she thinks of him
• She disappeared as if he had only dreamed her
• She grew a little older, while he was telling her
• All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
• She calls him Sugarcane. He calls her Hurricane.
• I haven't seen her in a month. She is still beautiful.
• She flies with her own wings
• The portion of her face she allows me to see
• She makes the sign of the teaspoon, he makes the sign of the wave
• He was an ant on an ill-defined mission. She was the trapdoor spider of love.
• Robert Lionel Fanthorpe fills up the word count in a science fiction novel: she brushed her teeth
• judge a captain not by his shipwrecks, but by whether or not he blames the sea
• She wears her failed relationships like a shield
• When she sleeps, is she not moving her legs aside for an unknown garrison?
• She doesn't know what he sees, but sometimes it makes his face beautiful
• He breaks her heart on a daily basis
• She lights everything up. He glows in the dark.
• She didn't write like Emily Dickinson, but she did live in a house overlooking a cemetery, and I guess he thought that was important.
• Since she whom I lov'd hath paid her last debt
• You can play with my ex-girlfriend, but treat her like the lady that she is.
• and she highlights the shadows beneath her eyes
• She was coming out as he was going in.
• She practices her speech
• her ardent eyebrows are charcoal scimitars taut above eyes that breeze like open windows
• The girl didn't know if she was loved until he said yes.
• And she, with her beautiful words and such a fire burning inside
• why she makes her wishes at 7:07
• She is willing to attempt to retrieve the data. Go with her.
• As the band laughed, her finger traced his spine, and he folded into her
• she, he, and me
• It happened to everyone else; she swore it wouldn't to her
• He dreamt he was a bulldozer, she dreamt she was alone in an empty bed
• she had already found her party
• Because I still love her, because I know she still loves me.
• She Called in Her Soul to Come and See
• 'twas the telltale tink-tock of marionettes, he felt certain, that jingle-jangled from behind her shower curtain
• She opened her eyes and spoke in a very normal voice, just as if she were sane
• She opened her eyes, looked at a world made entirely of white light
• She gets caught in the little world beneath her sheets
• A girl I know had her jaw wired shut, and she vomited.
• He and she are one
• He loved her so much, he wanted to do her autopsy
• Now he dances to bring her back.
• She was so quiet that nobody heard her
• he/she
• All he left her was alone
• She wore a bit more makeup than he generally liked
• She ties regrets around her fingers like forget-me-knots
• When she woke up, her hands were still dreaming
• I don't tell her these things, and she doesn't ask
• She smokes. It wraps around her wrists and clings to her neck.
• "He was a terrible man," she sobbed, between bites of alimony
• My Mother She Killed Me, My Father He Ate Me
• In her tomb by the sounding sea
• Veronica loves manipulating her vagina until she explodes
• if you fear spells, look away when she decides to share her hair with the wind.
• She nicknamed her vagina "Crusty"
• he (or she)
• the sky opened above her
• Her grief is still too young to behave itself, so she never lets it out
• So he's dressed a little differently and he has a halo-like light above his head.
• She asked me to copy my poem into her notebook
• serene. She sips her tea
• She who leaves men as flaming wrecks in the ditch on the side of the road in her wake, yea, even submarines
• She Will Have Her Way
• He gave her a daisy
• The Abridged Edition: She was to one side, he was to the other, an untested bridge between them
• Even as he watched the sea rise up like anger
• She is so beautiful, I gave up Nihilism for her
• The emotion on her face was always the one that she was feeling in her heart
• Her self image was not the force field she imagined it to be
• i gave her my heart. she gave me a pen.
• She had become a mutton for punishment and he was a wolf
• he doesn't know, but her eyes widen too far
• She picked herself up, wiping away at her dignity
• She asked me to read her a poem
• She asked me if I loved her and I showed her the tattoo
• pretends to sleep as he looks her over
• I seduced her with late night laboratory thunder!
• You put a hand on her hip, she permits it.
• She always confused her greys with white.
• How He Didn't Understand Her Whichever
• And so he sailed the wine-dark sea
• I don't like her because she won't like me
• 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 come home, she lifted up her wings. I guess that this must be the place.
• she left her handwriting all over the calendar
• She was inside the music, with her eyes closed
• She always was devious in her beauty
• Sometimes the apathy she saw made her want to curl up and cry
• She was never mine. I always shared her.
• the way she wears her weary
• She, the Last Leviathan. She, the Station Agent. Chin on her Palm, she Watches Every Departure.
• Hands cupped into a half circle, he bent foward to help her catch a light
• He was a cinnamon roll too pure for this world. She was absolute metal.
• She does not rustle but her flesh has the moonlit shade of a silver birch
• does she need to touch her own face to know?
• she doesn't write, doesn't tell you stories, but somehow it's her words that spring to mind at those crucial, terrifying moments, and for that you are eternally grateful
• She said her father died of cancer in the sixties
• Her innocence fell. She kicked at it some, frowned, and left it there because it was beautiful.
• She Will Have Her Way: The Songs Of Tim & Neil Finn
• I would have attempted to draw her if she had stayed that way.
• She keeps her lies everywhere
• A man who never sees a pretty girl without loving her a little
• I don't think she even knows that I make her smile
• She didn't wave goodbye so much as slightly raise her hand
• She found her bliss between the headphones, and pursed her lips.
• They walk around her like she is in danger of breaking
• She sells sea shells
• She hit me like thunder, and I had to lie down until I could breathe again
• She couldn't imagine that he liked dancing
• She does not take her trip. She does not shout out loud.
• it was just as if she held her breath for 82 years
• A dose of mystery slipped into her cocktail while she was in the ladies' room
• 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.
• She could hit four octaves above high-C, but she never performed in public
• Would you like to penetrate her shell, insinuating yourself among the pages of the books she is reading?
• she lit her thumb on fire
• She thought about giving him her heart
• What's she gonna look like with a chimney on her?
• I would have liked thunder when she left
• An ocean away and here he was, seeping into her
• She plugs her tears in the way you'd keep a dam from breaking
• little pieces of her tragically poetic attempts at being loved that she was startlingly aware of, today
• He Said, She Said
• My friend is dating someone who likes him far more than he likes her
• She said, while hugging a bowl of turnips close to her bosom
• At night, her eyes closed, she would
• To better imagine the limits of the dried-up Martian sea, little Tatiana found it helpful to shape in her mind a great sinuous contour binding each sad, stranded boat to its neighbor
• I told her I could read her mind, but she didn't believe me. I could tell.
• Tomorrow, he must tell her that he doesn't love her anymore.
• Her perception of how gorgeous she is will be evident in her lack of movement during sex
• She sat in virginal white, eyes closed, with only her face in rose
• She is the queen of accidental magic. Her used kleenexes, taken by the wind, become soulful ghosts.
• She was the prettiest, loveliest cat at the ball and she had upon her fine gilded whiskers.
• while she sleeps, i write myself into her life
• She knows no truth except her own.
• As she walked into the sea she complained, "I'm drowning."
• He says she says
• What's Hecuba to him, or he to Hecuba, that he should weep for her?
• She bruised her knee. This is how we met.
• She was most amazed by the obvious, like January and the fact that I could not possibly keep her.
• He and She
• He stretched out his arms but she was not there
• Her Majesty's Loyal Opposition
• Things you can tell just by looking at her
• I never called her momma
• The Dancefloor is our Mother. Her heart beats at 125 BPM.
• her breasts are her trademark
• Sheila and her Dog
• I Saw Her Again Last Night
• I ate her love like a nine-piece bucket of chicken
• Zebras painted on her walls
• I keep her in my pocket
• Her name is Claire
• Her strong enchantments failing
• Wild tides guard her secrets
• When the Dancer Holds the Sun in Her Arms
• Little Miss & Her Savoir-faire
• crystal eats her grilled cheese sandwiches with ketchup hearts
• Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale her infinite variety
• the reassuring solidity of the door frame against her spine
• Luna Sea

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