Findings:

• That was what her hunger was like: mesmerizing, directed, floating like a public secret just under the cloud cover.
• The sun was caught playing unashamedly in her auburn hair, setting our world on fire with giddiness
• All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
• She was most amazed by the obvious, like January and the fact that I could not possibly keep her.
• That week with her was like drinking bubbles
• Her hair was seaweed and the Pacific wind sang
• Her still wet hair
• the space was filled with love like light and that made me shine as well
• I ate her love like a nine-piece bucket of chicken
• The colors flow through her like a rainbow
• When she was new, she rolled around the sky like a black umbrella blown by the wind
• there was more poetry in her shopping lists than in any of my rhymes
• I don't like her because she won't like me
• A dose of mystery slipped into her cocktail while she was in the ladies' room
• His ex-wife was so frigid, her clitoris was only the tip of the iceberg.
• I remember when it was me who made her toilet flush
• She was like a candle in the wind: unreliable
• The sound was starting to get stuck in my head like "It's a Small World"
• 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
• An ocean away and here he was, seeping into her
• What's she gonna look like with a chimney on her?
• She always was devious in her beauty
• I feel like I don't know her for a moment. It passes.
• She was so quiet that nobody heard her
• Seems I might have stolen the blue part of her rainbow, but all I really did was make it bigger, a way bigger blue
• They walk around her like she is in danger of breaking
• When that cow would walk it was like she was dancing
• My friend is dating someone who likes him far more than he likes her
• What if architecture was like web design?
• He was like the bottle of Champagne Krug
• Mr. Lunch liked to chase birds. In fact, he was a professional.
• you never once told her how beautiful she was nor how much you truly loved her
• She wears her failed relationships like a shield
• There was just the magic I'd brought and laid there over the years, piled up in the corners like twinkling dust bunnies
• how many bird nests would be made from her lovely hair
• Would you like to penetrate her shell, insinuating yourself among the pages of the books she is reading?
• She grew a little older, while he was telling her
• You can play with my ex-girlfriend, but treat her like the lady that she is.
• 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.
• Her name was Natalie
• I set my sister up with her husband, and all I got was this great dress and a trip to Hawaii
• her ardent eyebrows are charcoal scimitars taut above eyes that breeze like open windows
• 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
• I got a girl in the war, Paul, her eyes are like champagne
• I like it when I dream of her. It's the only time we get to talk.
• Her eyes were gray like a storm, and even more dangerous
• little pieces of her tragically poetic attempts at being loved that she was startlingly aware of, today
• She was inside the music, with her eyes closed
• I remember when it was me who made her skin flush
• making certain he was touching her
• Like most of my dreams, that one was licensed for commercial use
• For a lawyer she was surprisingly like a child. Sometimes.
• It wasn't like I was sleeping anyway
• I was trying to show him my insides, you know. I like to share.
• She was a Surrealist Woman, She was like a Figure in a Dream
• Like a sunshine harpsichord
• I felt I was part of something, like a voice in a crowd or an island in a sea
• With him it was always like
• Looks like 1984 was only n years off
• waiting for his arms to fold like wings around her
• I write my secrets on the bathroom mirror, like Jesus, before wiping them away to check my hair.
• Sex and death have both spat me out like spoiled milk for the same reason. I was not afraid.
• I still find strands of her hair in bed
• like nothing ever was
• She ties regrets around her fingers like forget-me-knots
• I don't think I was rude to her, just cold and curt
• All that was left of her was a damp handkerchief
• I was sure it was her
• surrounded by stars, her dark hair blending into the fabric of the night sky
• Fuck and please her like never before with the Stimulator!
• Tied up tight, like a bride on her wedding night
• 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.
• I don't remember what her name was so let's call her Doris
• She was a committed romantic and an anarcha-feminist. This was hard for her because it meant she couldn't blow up beautiful buildings.
• The emotion on her face was always the one that she was feeling in her heart
• standing off to the side of the lobby, watching the hostess adjust her hair
• It clings to her like dedication in the rain
• it was just as if she held her breath for 82 years
• And her legs went on forever, like staring up at infinity
• Bernice Bobs Her Hair
• I kissed her in the hair
• Where was her angel all those times the sky clouded over
• She was the prettiest, loveliest cat at the ball and she had upon her fine gilded whiskers.
• When I look into her eyes, I no longer care about what the world thinks. This is what it feels like to be alive.
• Despite her station, the quarry was never alone
• I wonder sometimes if it is milk in her hair, full of sweetness,
• All he left her was alone
• Her self image was not the force field she imagined it to be
• Even the moon likes to change her colors
• Fields of sunshine bloom as the midnight in her dress falls away, replaced by moonlight.
• Napster was like the lamp with the wrong pricetag
• Most adults forget what it was like to be a child once they hit a certain age
• I was expecting it to hurt like a fuck
• like a tiger without her mountain
• Bernice Bobs Her Hair I
• Bernice Bobs Her Hair II
• Bernice Bobs Her Hair III
• Bernice Bobs Her Hair IV
• Bernice Bobs Her Hair V
• Bernice Bobs Her Hair VI
• Don't misunderstand this one, it was like palm against palm through a window
• Shimmer over bridges like the river was a dream
• What seemed like tenderness was really weakness
• You taste like salt and sunshine
• I was raised on red pepper and blood. I am so hot if you strike me I will light like a match.
• Once when I got like this I thought I was building a boat
• If I was beautiful like you
• Jesus was a reactionary reformer, just like Martin Luther in later years.
• Like a day without sunshine
• Two of them. Hovering there like bloated gas giants in the heavens. Good God, it was beautiful.
• because his heart was heavy, closing, like a tired eyelid
• I don't remember what life was like when I was seven. I like the taste of air. What should I do?
• I told her the driftwood looked like Spain
• While I watched the leaves get caught in her hair.
• 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.
• seizing on a Nugget of Truth and wielding it like it was a club
• My skin felt like I was falling
• Morning was like an ex-wife's bruises
• if you fear spells, look away when she decides to share her hair with the wind.
• spade-struck embers spark and flare the smoke what snarls up in her hair
• pubic hair
• Short hair on women
• hair dryer
• Hair dye
• Bad hair day
• hair of the dog
• Anime hair
• wake up hair
• I want anime hair, and then some
• hair band
• body hair
• feathered hair
• tangled hair
• Home hair surgery
• Hair of the dog that bit you
• wild hair
• Dirt in my hair and toenails
• hair trigger
• messy hair
• Tea Hair
• Sister Golden Hair
• Pubic hair color
• Gray hair
• Mouth full of cat hair
• Your hair has turned white
• hair shelf
• Life with Blue Hair
• The Genetics of Hair Color
• The philosophy of long hair
• I Kissed "Weird Al" Yankovic and All I Got Was This Lousy T-shirt
• Hair Cuttery
• brown eyes, brown hair
• dreams of red hair
• One more gray hair
• hair metal
• Little Sleep's-Head Sprouting Hair in the Moonlight
• mesh my soul within a woman's hair
• Your hair curls darkly back
• Colorful Hair
• Removing pubic hair
• Pubic Hair Concept
• The New Wave Of American Hair Metal
• naturally curly hair
• I walked around all day with a pubic hair on my face
• my roommate's girlfriend's hair in my cereal
• Washing your hair
• Yuko Hair Straightening System
• Black is the Colour of my True Love's Hair
• hair clippers

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