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• Now she's in my doorway, accusing me with her soft breasts and long legs, strong hips.
• She's a stallion, let her run
• 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.
• 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
• what she's building now, it isn't much, but it's hers
• Slap Her... She's French
• The endless blue sky is not big enough to hold her memories, so it doesn't
• 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
• And she's walking as if her feet hurt
• she's so virginal in her bodily extortion
• She's beautiful in ways that make her seem fleeting
• Her lack of response opened a gate through which my mind started to wander, into a wilderness where the shadows all had teeth...
• Don't tell her she's beautiful
• Ask her if she's got an answer
• She'd move, breaking the magnetism between her chair and my desk
• She's got Zelda Fitzgerald mercury in her veins
• her ardent eyebrows are charcoal scimitars taut above eyes that breeze like open windows
• I feel like I don't know her for a moment. It passes.
• The kind who tells you she's bipolar just to make you trust her
• A salted moment of memories smudged across my face, and I’ve already forgiven her. It’s all over now
• He touched her once and she turned into a golden creature. He never touched her again.
• I Saw Her Again Last Night
• It clings to her like dedication in the rain
• Bernice Bobs Her Hair I
• She ties regrets around her fingers like forget-me-knots
• I don't remember what her name was so let's call her Doris
• Tied up tight, like a bride on her wedding night
• My friend is dating someone who likes him far more than he likes her
• 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 got a girl in the war, Paul, her eyes are like champagne
• A hollow longing in her that will last
• 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
• While I watched the leaves get caught in her hair.
• Bernice Bobs Her Hair V
• And her legs went on forever, like staring up at infinity
• Most of the men were disillusioned long before they met her
• i kissed her one last time, then walked out of her life forever
• When I look into her eyes, I no longer care about what the world thinks. This is what it feels like to be alive.
• I would have attempted to draw her if she had stayed that way.
• I am the child with her nose pressed up against the window.
• I Knew Her Through a Window
• Let Her Go Down
• Bernice Bobs Her Hair III
• spade-struck embers spark and flare the smoke what snarls up in her hair
• I kissed her in the hair
• standing off to the side of the lobby, watching the hostess adjust her hair
• She was most amazed by the obvious, like January and the fact that I could not possibly keep her.
• For my last trick, I made her disappear
• Would you like to penetrate her shell, insinuating yourself among the pages of the books she is reading?
• You can play with my ex-girlfriend, but treat her like the lady that she is.
• That creepy fuck who smells like stale cigarettes is outside my window again
• Let's not start sucking each other's dicks quite yet, gentlemen
• I like it when I dream of her. It's the only time we get to talk.
• Who let her get at the Johnny Walker
• You want to reassure her, but you don't know where to start
• I dreamed of her pulse long before I took it from her
• Written with a Diamond on her Window at Woodstock
• That was what her hunger was like: mesmerizing, directed, floating like a public secret just under the cloud cover.
• She, the Last Leviathan. She, the Station Agent. Chin on her Palm, she Watches Every Departure.
• I never saw her again
• The sad thing is, if you get her you'll be sick of her in a year
• How long have you been in love with her?
• you never once told her how beautiful she was nor how much you truly loved her
• Fuck and please her like never before with the Stimulator!
• Bernice Bobs Her Hair II
• Bernice Bobs Her Hair IV
• I still find strands of her hair in bed
• if you fear spells, look away when she decides to share her hair with the wind.
• surrounded by stars, her dark hair blending into the fabric of the night sky
• Her hair was seaweed and the Pacific wind sang
• Bernice Bobs Her Hair VI
• They walk around her like she is in danger of breaking
• Her still wet hair
• how many bird nests would be made from her lovely hair
• The colors flow through her like a rainbow
• Her grief is still too young to behave itself, so she never lets it out
• Even the moon likes to change her colors
• Today I clean her little fingerprints from my window
• Someone set her face on fire and put it out with an anchor chain
• The movie in her mind
• I ate her love like a nine-piece bucket of chicken
• You put a hand on her hip, she permits it.
• Since she whom I lov'd hath paid her last debt
• All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
• in her other life
• as the red star rises, blood and carnage and her slow ascent follows
• I told her I could read her mind, but she didn't believe me. I could tell.
• it was just as if she held her breath for 82 years
• 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
• let her take me, feed on me, devour me
• When the Dancer Holds the Sun in Her Arms
• Her eyes were gray like a storm, and even more dangerous
• The clockwork of her mind is unravelling, bits and pieces coarse with emotion
• when you're done, you can let her die if that's what you want. Or you can wake her.
• to let her know
• Today I saw her again
• When Did You See Her Last?
• I don't want to set the world on fire. I just want to start a flame in her heart.
• like a tiger without her mountain
• I don't like her because she won't like me
• So I let her go
• To Her Mind
• Each month I love in her own way
• The sun was caught playing unashamedly in her auburn hair, setting our world on fire with giddiness
• I wonder sometimes if it is milk in her hair, full of sweetness,
• Bernice Bobs Her Hair
• She wears her failed relationships like a shield
• What's she gonna look like with a chimney on her?
• And her knee touched mine
• A man who never sees a pretty girl without loving her a little
• The Cook, The Thief, His Wife and Her Lover
• I gave her two daisies. This is how I met your mother.
• What makes her so cute?
• I don't think I would want to date her now, anyway
• All that was left of her was a damp handkerchief
• her
• The Lark Burying Her Father
• Rosy Palm and her five daughters
• Including her knees and a dragon made from a sock
• nothing moments of just wanting each other
• Wouldn't it be nice if I could remember her as a firework
• Property of Her Majesty The Queen
• If you really care about someone, do not tell her to fuck off
• I passed her on the street
• From Her to Eternity
• Herr
• The Woman and Her Hen
• Her Majesty's Loyal Opposition
• I met Death face to face, and I mocked her!
• Don't Kill Her Daddy with Careless Talk
• My preconceived view of perfection could not accommodate her.
• Her hands on my back; slipping into sleep
• She asked me to copy my poem into her notebook
• Somewhere someone is tired of taking her shit
• The last cigarette before you start smoking again
• Wouldn't it be nice if I could remember her
• She bruised her knee. This is how we met.
• It happened to everyone else; she swore it wouldn't to her
• my baby sleeps on her head
• How Ozma Refused to Fight for Her Kingdom
• Uh, are you looking at my joystick to impress her, or are you just an asshole?
• Sleepless amid her ships, her houses, her incalculable wealth
• I could hear her thoughts
• hers
• Do Her
• Her braid; I obeyed
• The Ground Beneath Her Feet
• The Milk-Woman and Her Pail
• On Her Majesty's Secret Service
• The Bitch and Her Whelps
• The World I Made for Her
• her eyes
• Herr Bob (user)
• dance with her
• A New Student and Her Father
• I never called her momma
• Bathe her and bring her to me
• Feel her pain
• As the band laughed, her finger traced his spine, and he folded into her
• We might not like each other very much afterwards, but at least we'll understand each other.
• She found her bliss between the headphones, and pursed her lips.
• I watched her from afar
• Things I've learned from living with an unwed mother and her two small children
• Her perception of how gorgeous she is will be evident in her lack of movement during sex
• Can we still like each other knowing the worst about each other?
• She flies with her own wings
• Song of a Young Lady to her Ancient Lover
• using a circle to dot her "i"s
• short hair, long memory
• I can't tell the girl I love that I love her
• The Soul selects her own Society

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