Findings:

• I remember when it was me who made her skin flush
• She grew a little older, while he was telling her
• making certain he was touching her
• little pieces of her tragically poetic attempts at being loved that she was startlingly aware of, today
• His ex-wife was so frigid, her clitoris was only the tip of the iceberg.
• Her eyelids close gently, reassuringly.
• She was inside the music, with her eyes closed
• Her hair was seaweed and the Pacific wind sang
• Her Ivory coast, her skin
• She was never mine. I always shared her.
• My skin felt like I was falling
• there was more poetry in her shopping lists than in any of my rhymes
• Her self image was not the force field she imagined it to be
• it was just as if she held her breath for 82 years
• Her innocence fell. She kicked at it some, frowned, and left it there because it was beautiful.
• All he left her was alone
• 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
• you never once told her how beautiful she was nor how much you truly loved her
• Where was her angel all those times the sky clouded over
• An ocean away and here he was, seeping into her
• I remember when it was me who made her toilet flush
• Her name was Natalie
• I was sure it was her
• The emotion on her face was always the one that she was feeling in her heart
• She was the prettiest, loveliest cat at the ball and she had upon her fine gilded whiskers.
• I set my sister up with her husband, and all I got was this great dress and a trip to Hawaii
• She always was devious in her beauty
• I don't remember what her name was so let's call her Doris
• radios work better when closer to her skin
• Only your ink stains on her skin
• She was most amazed by the obvious, like January and the fact that I could not possibly keep her.
• Despite her station, the quarry was never alone
• 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
• That week with her was like drinking bubbles
• A dose of mystery slipped into her cocktail while she was in the ladies' room
• All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
• Last time I checked, Buddha was not just some lameass winamp skin for Jesus
• That was what her hunger was like: mesmerizing, directed, floating like a public secret just under the cloud cover.
• 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.
• The sun was caught playing unashamedly in her auburn hair, setting our world on fire with giddiness
• All that was left of her was a damp handkerchief
• I don't think I was rude to her, just cold and curt
• My skin is dark. Hers is the color of certain lilies.
• She was a committed romantic and an anarcha-feminist. This was hard for her because it meant she couldn't blow up beautiful buildings.
• Dirk Gently's Holistic Detective Agency
• gently
• While My Guitar Gently Weeps
• in a hallway that gently slopes downward...
• The light hurts, why won't it touch us gently?
• My grandfather driving the boat, gently
• Please remember to let me down gently.
• if they are the gentlemen they seem, will they not treat the small as gently as the great
• fuck me gently with a chainsaw
• How Gently We Break
• why I do have to get so deep with people all the time just to gently let them down 2 weeks later
• Half a peach, glistening
• Glistening ink cap
• The Cook, The Thief, His Wife and Her Lover
• Rosy Palm and her five daughters
• hers
• her
• The Ground Beneath Her Feet
• 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
• her lips on mine
• I never saw her again
• a total loss of control over her life
• I do not see her
• Now I know why I get the urge to kill her
• Someone set her face on fire and put it out with an anchor chain
• Her Royal Highness
• If this were in person, I would have kissed her now
• Her Handwriting
• Written with a Diamond on her Window at Woodstock
• Things you can tell just by looking at her
• Since she whom I lov'd hath paid her last debt
• The Author to Her Book
• My love in her attire doth show her wit
• If You Followed Her Gaze
• putting on her makeup
• I Kissed "Weird Al" Yankovic and All I Got Was This Lousy T-shirt
• 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
• Looking back from time to time, her tears falling fast
• her arms around me
• A woman and her Cock
• Lady Daibu And Her Lover
• Meant For Her
• The Bride Stripped Bare by Her Bachelors, Even
• the small of her back
• river, in all his innocent beauty and home in hers
• I think I've forgiven her
• Her Body Had Knots and Hollows
• Making her presence known (part 2)
• Making her presence known (Part 3)
• What do I call her?
• Calling her number and having a male voice answer
• 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 don't want to see her
• The woman with her legs apart
• right under her surface
• 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
• to let her know
• She ties regrets around her fingers like forget-me-knots
• 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
• As the band laughed, her finger traced his spine, and he folded into her
• My preconceived view of perfection could not accommodate her.
• Her perception of how gorgeous she is will be evident in her lack of movement during sex
• Don't Kill Her Daddy with Careless Talk
• Things I've learned from living with an unwed mother and her two small children
• Wouldn't it be nice if I could remember her as a firework
• Wouldn't it be nice if I could remember her
• Her Headlights Illuminated a Death
• Her Voice
• I ran over an old woman with her own car
• What makes her so cute?
• I gave her two daisies. This is how I met your mother.
• I watched her from afar
• The Soul selects her own Society
• Don't tell her she's beautiful
• I can't tell the girl I love that I love her
• Song of a Young Lady to her Ancient Lover
• I could hear her thoughts
• And her knee touched mine
• If you really care about someone, do not tell her to fuck off
• She flies with her own wings
• It happened to everyone else; she swore it wouldn't to her
• using a circle to dot her "i"s
• Uh, are you looking at my joystick to impress her, or are you just an asshole?
• How Ozma Refused to Fight for Her Kingdom
• From Her to Eternity
• my baby sleeps on her head
• They walk around her like she is in danger of breaking
• I passed her on the street
• Sleepless amid her ships, her houses, her incalculable wealth
• I don't think I would want to date her now, anyway
• 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
• 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
• 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.

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