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• 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
• He touched her once and she turned into a golden creature. He never touched her again.
• If her secrets spilled from her eyes into his
• When I look into her eyes, I no longer care about what the world thinks. This is what it feels like to be alive.
• Including her knees and a dragon made from a sock
• She plugs her tears in the way you'd keep a dam from breaking
• Tied up tight, like a bride on her wedding night
• I don't like her because she won't like me
• Her still wet hair
• while she sleeps, i write myself into her life
• I watched her from afar
• 'twas the telltale tink-tock of marionettes, he felt certain, that jingle-jangled from behind her shower curtain
• She ties regrets around her fingers like forget-me-knots
• As the band laughed, her finger traced his spine, and he folded into her
• I got a girl in the war, Paul, her eyes are like champagne
• All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
• surrounded by stars, her dark hair blending into the fabric of the night sky
• In the Fifties, a visitor from Great Britain to New York City notices a young Black woman driving a limousine. A portly middle-aged man, race undetermined, is in the back. Tell her story.
• 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.
• Even the moon likes to change her colors
• Her hands on my back; slipping into sleep
• Funny -- she looks much smaller from outside her head
• Today I clean her little fingerprints from my window
• Her eyes were gray like a storm, and even more dangerous
• Saturday night, the words falling from her lips
• An ocean away and here he was, seeping into her
• You can play with my ex-girlfriend, but treat her like the lady that she is.
• My friend is dating someone who likes him far more than he likes her
• My hands on her back; slipping into sleep
• She was most amazed by the obvious, like January and the fact that I could not possibly keep her.
• how many bird nests would be made from her lovely hair
• Things I've learned from living with an unwed mother and her two small children
• They walk around her like she is in danger of breaking
• Fuck and please her like never before with the Stimulator!
• She asked me to copy my poem into her notebook
• She wears her failed relationships like a shield
• I dreamed of her pulse long before I took it from her
• And her legs went on forever, like staring up at infinity
• I hide in the darkness of the cry that comes from her throat
• From Her to Eternity
• What's she gonna look like with a chimney on her?
• A dose of mystery slipped into her cocktail while she was in the ladies' room
• It clings to her like dedication in the rain
• I ate her love like a nine-piece bucket of chicken
• I tried to memorise her, from beginning to end
• I feel like I don't know her for a moment. It passes.
• Hands cupped into a half circle, he bent foward to help her catch a light
• her ardent eyebrows are charcoal scimitars taut above eyes that breeze like open windows
• Looking back from time to time, her tears falling fast
• Inches away from her face
• That week with her was like drinking bubbles
• I told her the driftwood looked like Spain
• waiting for his arms to fold like wings around her
• we turn into werewolves, liquor dripping from our fangs
• I like it when I dream of her. It's the only time we get to talk.
• like a tiger without her mountain
• Here her lesser words were freed to tumble
• Her lack of response opened a gate through which my mind started to wander, into a wilderness where the shadows all had teeth...
• Her raised middle finger came into focus
• That was what her hunger was like: mesmerizing, directed, floating like a public secret just under the cloud cover.
• the linear and the docile go feral at her command. we're on the run from rogue rivers and predatory trains.
• If only I could get into her head
• Like white light? Or a long low moan that turns into laughing? Or the holes in Jesus' hands?
• Would you like to penetrate her shell, insinuating yourself among the pages of the books she is reading?
• The colors flow through her like a rainbow
• Her Majesty
• All men are like grass, and all their glory is like the flowers of the field.
• A New Student and Her Father
• Her name was Natalie
• I don't think of her
• Her braid; I obeyed
• Calling her number and having a male voice answer
• I met Death face to face, and I mocked her!
• the small of her back
• her
• Neko Case and Her Boyfriends
• I do not see her
• Alice without opening her eyes says You have to stop crying you are shaking the bed.
• A woman and her Cock
• watching her dance
• Feel her pain
• her eyes
• I remember when it was me who made her skin flush
• Her Majesty's Loyal Opposition
• The Grass Could Turn Blue, the Sky Could Turn Green
• her lips on mine
• Take Her up to Monto
• Say that turning a teenage girl to stone is depriving the world of her
• Do Her
• She said, while hugging a bowl of turnips close to her bosom
• Who let her get at the Johnny Walker
• Pig on her back
• The Saran Wrap Dominatrix and Her Cellophane Bondage Slave
• A Fallen Caryatid Holding Her Stone
• I remember when it was me who made her toilet flush
• Her Body Had Knots and Hollows
• I still find strands of her hair in bed
• I never called her momma
• The sad thing is, if you get her you'll be sick of her in a year
• Somewhere someone is tired of taking her shit
• Her Headlights Illuminated a Death
• Wouldn't it be nice if I could remember her as a firework
• What do girls think about guys when they catch guys staring at their breasts, but the guy is actually trying to read her shirt?
• river, in all his innocent beauty and home in hers
• what will the internet be like five hundred years from now?
• I don't like grass
• The Lark Burying Her Father
• The Cook, The Thief, His Wife and Her Lover
• Her Royal Highness
• Now I know why I get the urge to kill her
• I never saw her again
• Ribbed for her pleasure
• The Author to Her Book
• Take Her in Your Arms
• I can see her face
• when my time is in the past, i hope my heart lays in the grass, and feeds another one who lives like it's all just begun
• The Old Woman And Her Pig
• Someone outlined against the sky, the sun too bright to see her face
• I don't want to see her
• I haven't seen her in a month. She is still beautiful.
• What do I call her?
• Lady Daibu And Her Lover
• To Her Door
• She thought about giving him her heart
• right under her surface
• to let her know
• Since I left her
• Stand in the doorway and watch her
• I was sure it was her
• The woman with her legs apart
• her arms around me
• A Jury of Her Peers: 2
• dance with her
• Her knees
• Bathe her and bring her to me
• Herr Bob (user)
• A Jury of Her Peers
• My preconceived view of perfection could not accommodate her.
• She found her bliss between the headphones, and pursed her lips.
• Property of Her Majesty The Queen
• Don't Kill Her Daddy with Careless Talk
• Wouldn't it be nice if I could remember her
• Her perception of how gorgeous she is will be evident in her lack of movement during sex
• A man who never sees a pretty girl without loving her a little
• All acts of love and pleasure are her rituals
• Robert Lionel Fanthorpe fills up the word count in a science fiction novel: she brushed her teeth
• Here's your heart, usually I don't like dead things as gifts.
• The Grass Sidewalk (user)
• hers
• The Ground Beneath Her Feet
• Rosy Palm and her five daughters
• chocolate in the mouth is like green green grass to the eyes
• On Her Majesty's Secret Service
• The Milk-Woman and Her Pail
• The Woman and Her Hen
• Herr
• The Lark and Her Young Ones
• If this were in person, I would have kissed her now
• Someone set her face on fire and put it out with an anchor chain
• a total loss of control over her life
• Written in her French Psalter
• Her back
• Written with a Diamond on her Window at Woodstock
• Since she whom I lov'd hath paid her last debt
• putting on her makeup
• Things you can tell just by looking at her
• Her Handwriting
• Eggs, Tokens, E2 Gift Shop and Wheel of Surprise
• The Bride Stripped Bare by Her Bachelors, Even
• Making her presence known
• I think I've forgiven her
• Meant For Her
• A really good sandwich that ideath could make to take to work with her
• Making her presence known (Part 3)
• Making her presence known (part 2)
• For Emily, Whenever I May Find Her
• His 'N' Hers
• I daydream of her

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