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• All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
• The sun was caught playing unashamedly in her auburn hair, setting our world on fire with giddiness
• Seems I might have stolen the blue part of her rainbow, but all I really did was make it bigger, a way bigger blue
• She was most amazed by the obvious, like January and the fact that I could not possibly keep her.
• I told her I could read her mind, but she didn't believe me. I could tell.
• her ardent eyebrows are charcoal scimitars taut above eyes that breeze like open windows
• I still find strands of her hair in bed
• All he left her was alone
• That was what her hunger was like: mesmerizing, directed, floating like a public secret just under the cloud cover.
• Her hair was seaweed and the Pacific wind sang
• All that was left of her was a damp handkerchief
• Where was her angel all those times the sky clouded over
• I set my sister up with her husband, and all I got was this great dress and a trip to Hawaii
• That week with her was like drinking bubbles
• I could tell by all of her dead house plants
• I remember when it was me who made her toilet flush
• The first time I saw her
• Would you like to penetrate her shell, insinuating yourself among the pages of the books she is reading?
• The kind who tells you she's bipolar just to make you trust her
• I never saw her again
• making certain he was touching her
• if you fear spells, look away when she decides to share her hair with the wind.
• Bernice Bobs Her Hair
• God If I Saw Her Now
• She grew a little older, while he was telling her
• I don't tell her these things, and she doesn't ask
• Things you can tell just by looking at her
• Things you can't tell just by looking at her
• Despite her station, the quarry was never alone
• She was the prettiest, loveliest cat at the ball and she had upon her fine gilded whiskers.
• All of her seconds were unencumbered
• An incomplete poem in her head
• the sky opened above her
• You hit the nail on the head and the nail was directly above my heart
• What's she gonna look like with a chimney on her?
• I saw her clothes piled on the floor, and I cried for her
• You can play with my ex-girlfriend, but treat her like the lady that she is.
• I remember when it was me who made her skin flush
• When I growl, the sound echoes like thunder all through the valleys and woodlands, and children tremble with fear, and women cover their heads with their aprons, and big men run and hide.
• She knows no truth except her own.
• She always was devious in her beauty
• I like it when I dream of her. It's the only time we get to talk.
• When I look into her eyes, I no longer care about what the world thinks. This is what it feels like to be alive.
• you never once told her how beautiful she was nor how much you truly loved her
• I got the feeling the Fairy Council was mad at me when the president knocked over her coffee to get a better grip on my neck
• little pieces of her tragically poetic attempts at being loved that she was startlingly aware of, today
• my baby sleeps on her head
• Bernice Bobs Her Hair II
• surrounded by stars, her dark hair blending into the fabric of the night sky
• While I watched the leaves get caught in her hair.
• I kissed her in the hair
• she left her handwriting all over the calendar
• She is the sea. Above her, he is thunder.
• One day I wrote her name upon the strand
• A salted moment of memories smudged across my face, and I’ve already forgiven her. It’s all over now
• The Tale of Sweet Cab-ij and all that Happened to Her
• The Girl with the Sun in her Head
• Tied up tight, like a bride on her wedding night
• She ties regrets around her fingers like forget-me-knots
• I Saw Her Again Last Night
• 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 don't think I was rude to her, just cold and curt
• She was a committed romantic and an anarcha-feminist. This was hard for her because it meant she couldn't blow up beautiful buildings.
• If you really care about someone, do not tell her to fuck off
• The colors flow through her like a rainbow
• Sarah Palindrome driving her Civic with a kayak on the roof headed for Laval
• She was so quiet that nobody heard her
• confusion in her eyes that says it all
• Don't tell me about her
• I told her the driftwood looked like Spain
• tell her your feelings
• Her self image was not the force field she imagined it to be
• her winter mists concealed the truth
• Her eyes were gray like a storm, and even more dangerous
• All blues hail Mary with her roses...but you're their masterpiece
• Her lack of response opened a gate through which my mind started to wander, into a wilderness where the shadows all had teeth...
• My friend is dating someone who likes him far more than he likes her
• it was just as if she held her breath for 82 years
• I fried myself in The Finnish E2 Get-Together, and all I got was a hippie song stuck in my head
• there was more poetry in her shopping lists than in any of my rhymes
• She didn't wave goodbye so much as slightly raise her hand
• Tell all the Truth, but tell it slant
• I didn't have the heart to tell him I was lying about taco night, but at least the hellhound made some friends
• 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.
• like a tiger without her mountain
• standing off to the side of the lobby, watching the hostess adjust her hair
• Kitty interrupts his murky float with the nail gun splash of her stiletto song
• Bernice Bobs Her Hair I
• Bernice Bobs Her Hair IV
• Bernice Bobs Her Hair III
• I wonder sometimes if it is milk in her hair, full of sweetness,
• spade-struck embers spark and flare the smoke what snarls up in her hair
• Bernice Bobs Her Hair VI
• how many bird nests would be made from her lovely hair
• Bernice Bobs Her Hair V
• How I invented Anna and made her a character in all my stories
• Her name was Natalie
• Letting it go to her head
• so that all her children will be adventurers in light
• I can't tell the girl I love that I love her
• The sound was starting to get stuck in my head like "It's a Small World"
• Don't tell her she's beautiful
• I don't like her because she won't like me
• Tell Stacey I love her
• She wears her failed relationships like a shield
• I was sure it was her
• Fuck and please her like never before with the Stimulator!
• 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.
• They walk around her like she is in danger of breaking
• Tell Laura I love her
• I cannot find the right words to tell her this
• Today I saw her again
• How to be strong for her, when all you want is to depend on her
• She was never mine. I always shared her.
• Her innocence fell. She kicked at it some, frowned, and left it there because it was beautiful.
• 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
• Funny -- she looks much smaller from outside her head
• Sometimes the apathy she saw made her want to curl up and cry
• Even the moon likes to change her colors
• I don't remember what her name was so let's call her Doris
• An ocean away and here he was, seeping into her
• All that’s left of her is black print
• I am a mental construct in her head
• I ate her love like a nine-piece bucket of chicken
• Call her up, tell her how love is not a question.
• 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
• A dose of mystery slipped into her cocktail while she was in the ladies' room
• It clings to her like dedication in the rain
• And her legs went on forever, like staring up at infinity
• Every time that I tell her that I love her, I can taste my own hypocrisy
• I feel like I don't know her for a moment. It passes.
• She was inside the music, with her eyes closed
• I got a girl in the war, Paul, her eyes are like champagne
• Tomorrow, he must tell her that he doesn't love her anymore.
• His ex-wife was so frigid, her clitoris was only the tip of the iceberg.
• All her stiletto syllables
• 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
• waiting for his arms to fold like wings around her
• Her still wet hair
• The emotion on her face was always the one that she was feeling in her heart
• How to test if your mother REALLY has eyes in the back of her head
• 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.
• How He Didn't Understand Her Whichever
• seizing on a Nugget of Truth and wielding it like it was a club
• If only I could get into her head
• My life's got rags, my life's got riches. They've all been mixed together for so long it's hard to tell them apart.
• What was I thinking when I said it didn't hurt?
• A quick wit gets all the farther on a head start.
• Pumpkin Headed Kids with the Horsemane Hair
• Above All Electronics
• The sky above the port was the color of television, tuned to a dead channel
• She was watching me and I didn’t know it.
• direct experience is important because all encoded truths are subject to corruption
• Don't tell me it didn't come out
• I didn't know such things when I was young
• 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
• mine eyes desire you above all things
• The last girl I dated was a vegetarian. We couldn't go anywhere and so it just didn't work out.
• I never metajoke I didn't like
• They need food AND water? You didn't tell me about the water part.
• we're all here to die. but if you think that's all it is, you still have the bag on your head.
• I'm sorry, I didn't realize God was on campus today
• When someone was willing to drown with me, I really didn't want to drown anymore
• She didn't know what outside was anymore.
• The girl didn't know if she was loved until he said yes.
• It's like you don't carrot all
• Santiago, under the volcano, floats like a cushion on the sea
• I walked around all day with a pubic hair on my face
• This is the press of a bashful hand, this the float and odor of hair,
• we went to the stars, but all we found was ourselves
• born under candlelight just from the edge of a knife, was it a life? or was it a light at all?
• The greatest trick the Devil ever pulled was convincing the world he didn't exist
• I didn't want to know where I was conceived
• 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
• we're all ready to break. has it always been like this?
• She didn't want the truth; she wanted to make a good man squirm
• if you buy into the wizard's bullshit, soon you're all standing waist-deep in things you didn't even know could exist and no one has any clue how to stop him
• The total sum of all things would be zero if it was not for love

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