Findings:
- If her secrets spilled from her eyes into his
- her first time
- She asked me to copy my poem into her notebook
- she had already found her party
- her eyes can't find you at first
- She found her bliss between the headphones, and pursed her lips.
- The first time I saw her
- She opened her eyes, looked at a world made entirely of white light
- A dose of mystery slipped into her cocktail while she was in the ladies' room
- Looking back from time to time, her tears falling fast
- How to test if your mother REALLY has eyes in the back of her head
- When I look into her eyes, I no longer care about what the world thinks. This is what it feels like to be alive.
- while she sleeps, i write myself into her life
- She plugs her tears in the way you'd keep a dam from breaking
- 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.
- She opened her eyes and spoke in a very normal voice, just as if she were sane
- A girl I know had her jaw wired shut, and she vomited.
- Telling Anna you love her the first time
- When she woke up, her hands were still dreaming
- She is so beautiful, I gave up Nihilism for her
- He touched her once and she turned into a golden creature. He never touched her again.
- Ruth holding up time with her beauty
- She picked herself up, wiping away at her dignity
- Funny -- she looks much smaller from outside her head
- She sat in virginal white, eyes closed, with only her face in rose
- At night, her eyes closed, she would
- She was inside the music, with her eyes closed
- 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
- She was the prettiest, loveliest cat at the ball and she had upon her fine gilded whiskers.
- Her lack of response opened a gate through which my mind started to wander, into a wilderness where the shadows all had teeth...
- If only I could get into her head
- Robert Lionel Fanthorpe fills up the word count in a science fiction novel: she brushed her teeth
- 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 disappeared as if he had only dreamed her
- I come home, she lifted up her wings. I guess that this must be the place.
- Sometimes the apathy she saw made her want to curl up and cry
- I would have attempted to draw her if she had stayed that way.
- Her black eyes were surely the source of my angst
- Letting it go to her head
- She was so quiet that nobody heard her
- Some nights, alone, he thinks of her, and some nights, alone, she thinks of him
- Things I've learned from living with an unwed mother and her two small children
- She calls him Sugarcane. He calls her Hurricane.
- Hands cupped into a half circle, he bent foward to help her catch a light
- She practices her speech
- My friend is dating someone who likes him far more than he likes her
- She was never mine. I always shared her.
- Beauty is in the eye of the head up the ass of the beholder
- All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
- Her eyes are gold
- She was most amazed by the obvious, like January and the fact that I could not possibly keep her.
- does she need to touch her own face to know?
- i kissed her one last time, then walked out of her life forever
- Because I still love her, because I know she still loves me.
- 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 gets caught in the little world beneath her sheets
- Her Violet Eyes
- he doesn't know, but her eyes widen too far
- I tried to memorise her, from beginning to end
- The Man Felt an Iron Hand Grasp Him by the Hair, at the Nape. Not One Hand, a Hundred Hands Seized Him, Each by the Hair, and Tore Him Head to Foot, the Way You Tear Up a Sheet of Paper, Into Hundreds of Little Pieces
- As the band laughed, her finger traced his spine, and he folded into her
- I never stopped watching myself reflected in her eyes
- 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.
- Dig up her bones
- Sarah Palindrome driving her Civic with a kayak on the roof headed for Laval
- their eyes meet for the first time, but they saw each other's hearts
- She grew a little older, while he was telling her
- The emotion on her face was always the one that she was feeling in her heart
- When she sleeps, is she not moving her legs aside for an unknown garrison?
- 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
- Ozma and Her Friends
- She Will Have Her Way
- This is the first time she's texted me since the morning she left.
- I convert my crushes into friends, and from there to the status of Muse
- Her innocence fell. She kicked at it some, frowned, and left it there because it was beautiful.
- You put a hand on her hip, she permits it.
- I like it when I dream of her. It's the only time we get to talk.
- Every time that I tell her that I love her, I can taste my own hypocrisy
- the way she wears her weary
- I hide in the darkness of the cry that comes from her throat
- Having someone wrapped around you, looking into your eyes, inches away from your face, smiling the cutest smile in the world and giving you quick little kisses on the nose is the greatest feeling anywhere ever
- the linear and the docile go feral at her command. we're on the run from rogue rivers and predatory trains.
- The one the queen keeps her eye on
- Today I clean her little fingerprints from my window
- confusion in her eyes that says it all
- echoes of her glisten in your eyes; i also tear but without linger
- 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
- 'twas the telltale tink-tock of marionettes, he felt certain, that jingle-jangled from behind her shower curtain
- how many bird nests would be made from her lovely hair
- World In Her Eyes
- Since she whom I lov'd hath paid her last debt
- he has her eyes
- Her hands on my back; slipping into sleep
- Her raised middle finger came into focus
- The Girl with the Sun in her Head
- An incomplete poem in her head
- She flies with her own wings
- Having gotten myself into a position where I can have my cake and eat it too, I feel no compulsion to get up from the table
- She bruised her knee. This is how we met.
- Would you like to penetrate her shell, insinuating yourself among the pages of the books she is reading?
- I fell in love with her first
- I am a mental construct in her head
- I watched her from afar
- Call her up, tell her how love is not a question.
- She Will Have Her Way: The Songs Of Tim & Neil Finn
- And she, with her beautiful words and such a fire burning inside
- wake up and find her still there
- She is the queen of accidental magic. Her used kleenexes, taken by the wind, become soulful ghosts.
- She didn't wave goodbye so much as slightly raise her hand
- why she makes her wishes at 7:07
- Her self image was not the force field she imagined it to be
- if you fear spells, look away when she decides to share her hair with the wind.
- I note that she is pretty, but we are off into the city, my werewolf friend and I
- serene. She sips her tea
- I told her I could read her mind, but she didn't believe me. I could tell.
- And her legs went on forever, like staring up at infinity
- little pieces of her tragically poetic attempts at being loved that she was startlingly aware of, today
- I would a thousand times rather have had a simple cheap sandwich with a friend
- She is the sea. Above her, he is thunder.
- My best friend reached her aphelion. Oh, and I'm in love with her.
- My hands on her back; slipping into sleep
- she lit her thumb on fire
- Including her knees and a dragon made from a sock
- She is willing to attempt to retrieve the data. Go with her.
- i gave her my heart. she gave me a pen.
- She always was devious in her beauty
- I dreamed of her pulse long before I took it from her
- If you could see her through my eyes
- She had eyes like the Blue Screen of Death
- I followed the light in her eyes around the room, staying within range
- The look in her eyes
- her ardent eyebrows are charcoal scimitars taut above eyes that breeze like open windows
- Saturday night, the words falling from her lips
- Having gotten myself into a position where I can have my cake and eat it too, I feel a strong compulsion to get up from the table
- Her eyes were beautiful in the moonlight
- Eyes that had a way of making time stop
- Inches away from her face
- her eyes were brimming with souls
- Her eyes were gray like a storm, and even more dangerous
- when still her eyes held water
- And her eyes lightnings and her shoulders wings
- she had mood ring eyes
- I got a girl in the war, Paul, her eyes are like champagne
- Speculative bangs covered her eyes
- The distractibility of her eyes (sapphire)
- In the long purple evenings when rock n roll from WLAM blurred into night baseball from WCOU
- The Girl with the Tears in Her Eyes
- From Her to Eternity
- She said, while hugging a bowl of turnips close to her bosom
- Take Her up to Monto
- my baby sleeps on her head
- Her perception of how gorgeous she is will be evident in her lack of movement during sex
- She ties regrets around her fingers like forget-me-knots
- She thought about giving him her heart
- It happened to everyone else; she swore it wouldn't to her
- They walk around her like she is in danger of breaking
- I don't like her because she won't like me
- I haven't seen her in a month. She is still beautiful.
- They had left, but her mascara kept running
- She does not rustle but her flesh has the moonlit shade of a silver birch
- Her grief is still too young to behave itself, so she never lets it out
- She wears her failed relationships like a shield
- What's she gonna look like with a chimney on her?
- She bought a new smile every week when we first started seeing each other. Then I had to buy them.
- An ocean away and here he was, seeping into her
- Her smile could light up a three-story building
- she left her handwriting all over the calendar
- Tied up tight, like a bride on her wedding night
- You can play with my ex-girlfriend, but treat her like the lady that she is.
- Where was her angel all those times the sky clouded over
- Performing her communion with quick slashes up and down her arm
- her eyes
- She who leaves men as flaming wrecks in the ditch on the side of the road in her wake, yea, even submarines
- I am writing you at dawn, on a train headed west, a farewell letter to be mailed at the first transfer station, before I head off into parts unknown.
- I set my sister up with her husband, and all I got was this great dress and a trip to Hawaii
- spade-struck embers spark and flare the smoke what snarls up in her hair
- Veronica loves manipulating her vagina until she explodes
- Devil up her sleeve
- it was just as if she held her breath for 82 years
- She does not take her trip. She does not shout out loud.
- I don't think she even knows that I make her smile
- The portion of her face she allows me to see
- Alice without opening her eyes says You have to stop crying you are shaking the bed.
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