Findings:
- Her eyes were gray like a storm, and even more dangerous
- I got a girl in the war, Paul, her eyes are like champagne
- I ate her love like a nine-piece bucket of chicken
- If there were more people like you, there would be less people
- Most of the men were disillusioned long before they met her
- That week with her was like drinking bubbles
- She was most amazed by the obvious, like January and the fact that I could not possibly keep her.
- Her legs shifting underneath the desk
- Here her lesser words were freed to tumble
- drum rudiments which sound like they were named by a neural net
- All of her seconds were unencumbered
- If this were in person, I would have kissed her now
- Only her big toes were painted
- When she woke up, her hands were still dreaming
- the linear and the docile go feral at her command. we're on the run from rogue rivers and predatory trains.
- 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.
- Even the moon likes to change her colors
- If the real world were like the internet
- I thought paper cuts were like lightning
- They made the sunrise for people like us just so we have an excuse for why we're still up.
- speak to me, long-dead sage; tell me what your afternoons were like
- He Never Told Me My Eyes Were Like Diamonds
- These lions were not like normal lions.
- You can play with my ex-girlfriend, but treat her like the lady that she is.
- All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
- She ties regrets around her fingers like forget-me-knots
- I don't like her because she won't like me
- Her perception of how gorgeous she is will be evident in her lack of movement during sex
- Her black eyes were surely the source of my angst
- And her legs went on forever, like staring up at infinity
- 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
- Her eyes were beautiful in the moonlight
- What's she gonna look like with a chimney on her?
- her eyes were brimming with souls
- It clings to her like dedication in the rain
- She wears her failed relationships like a shield
- I told her the driftwood looked like Spain
- I feel like I don't know her for a moment. It passes.
- her ardent eyebrows are charcoal scimitars taut above eyes that breeze like open windows
- Fuck and please her like never before with the Stimulator!
- That was what her hunger was like: mesmerizing, directed, floating like a public secret just under the cloud cover.
- waiting for his arms to fold like wings around her
- Things are more like they are now than they ever were before
- Poetry you found that you wrote when you were ten but secretly still like
- like a tiger without her mountain
- My friend is dating someone who likes him far more than he likes her
- Since his eyes were like perfect packed suitcases
- we're all ready to break. has it always been like this?
- We're shifting the paradigm
- She just stares at us like we're crazy
- If there were more people like you, there would be more people
- They walk around her like she is in danger of breaking
- I don't think I realized what I had gotten myself into, but it seemed like the potential for fun and insanity were there in equal parts
- 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
- Tied up tight, like a bride on her wedding night
- She opened her eyes and spoke in a very normal voice, just as if she were sane
- The Cook, The Thief, His Wife and Her Lover
- Rosy Palm and her five daughters
- her
- Do Her
- Her braid; I obeyed
- The Milk-Woman and Her Pail
- The Bitch and Her Whelps
- The Lark Burying Her Father
- The Woman and Her Hen
- The Lark and Her Young Ones
- I don't think of her
- I can see her face
- Someone set her face on fire and put it out with an anchor chain
- Her Royal Highness
- Her Handwriting
- Written with a Diamond on her Window at Woodstock
- Take Her in Your Arms
- Neko Case and Her Boyfriends
- Ribbed for her pleasure
- Her back
- Written in her French Psalter
- Things you can tell just by looking at her
- Since she whom I lov'd hath paid her last debt
- Take Her up to Monto
- The Author to Her Book
- My love in her attire doth show her wit
- If You Followed Her Gaze
- putting on her makeup
- I daydream of her
- His 'N' Hers
- For Emily, Whenever I May Find Her
- A really good sandwich that ideath could make to take to work with her
- Robert Lionel Fanthorpe fills up the word count in a science fiction novel: she brushed her teeth
- The Old Woman And Her Pig
- Her Majesty
- Who let her get at the Johnny Walker
- Someone outlined against the sky, the sun too bright to see her face
- She said, while hugging a bowl of turnips close to her bosom
- I haven't seen her in a month. She is still beautiful.
- I remember when it was me who made her skin flush
- I don't want to see her
- The woman with her legs apart
- right under her surface
- I remember when it was me who made her toilet flush
- Her name was Natalie
- Funny -- she looks much smaller from outside her head
- Pig on her back
- She thought about giving him her heart
- Alice without opening her eyes says You have to stop crying you are shaking the bed.
- To Her Door
- I was sure it was her
- A Fallen Caryatid Holding Her Stone
- Stand in the doorway and watch her
- The Saran Wrap Dominatrix and Her Cellophane Bondage Slave
- Since I left her
- All acts of love and pleasure are her rituals
- A Jury of Her Peers
- A Jury of Her Peers: 2
- The sad thing is, if you get her you'll be sick of her in a year
- A New Student and Her Father
- Including her knees and a dragon made from a sock
- her eyes
- She asked me to copy my poem into her notebook
- watching her dance
- Her hands on my back; slipping into sleep
- Herr Bob (user)
- dance with her
- I met Death face to face, and I mocked her!
- I never called her momma
- Bathe her and bring her to me
- I still find strands of her hair in bed
- Her knees
- A man who never sees a pretty girl without loving her a little
- Property of Her Majesty The Queen
- What do girls think about guys when they catch guys staring at their breasts, but the guy is actually trying to read her shirt?
- Somewhere someone is tired of taking her shit
- She found her bliss between the headphones, and pursed her lips.
- As the band laughed, her finger traced his spine, and he folded into her
- My preconceived view of perfection could not accommodate her.
- Don't Kill Her Daddy with Careless Talk
- Feel her pain
- The World I Made for Her
- I followed the light in her eyes around the room, staying within range
- Her raised middle finger came into focus
- Her grief is still too young to behave itself, so she never lets it out
- One day I wrote her name upon the strand
- I don't think I was rude to her, just cold and curt
- Tell Stacey I love her
- See her talk
- Make the Moon Cover her Blushing Face
- Performing her communion with quick slashes up and down her arm
- notes I never gave her
- My girlfriend and her pillow
- her kitty cat (user)
- Every beautiful woman has someone who is tired of her
- Herr Geist (user)
- To Her Face
- To Her Body
- To Her Mind
- To hear her sing
- Helping people cheat
- The Dancefloor is our Mother. Her heart beats at 125 BPM.
- A soft wonder bites her lips
- I dreamed of her pulse long before I took it from her
- The movie in her mind
- after her, I took my coffee black
- Nice Legs, Shame About Her Face
- 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 does not rustle but her flesh has the moonlit shade of a silver birch
- Let Her Go Down
- Victoria Wood
- She calls him Sugarcane. He calls her Hurricane.
- we were young a year ago. that's all it takes
- Today I saw her again
- Dig up her bones
- The world is her sketchbook
- standing off to the side of the lobby, watching the hostess adjust her hair
- These things matter to her
- How to test if your mother REALLY has eyes in the back of her head
- 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.
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