Findings:
- Reverend Horton Heat
- Canned Heat
- The Big Heat
- heats (user)
- The Cook, The Thief, His Wife and Her Lover
- Lady Daibu And Her Lover
- Since I left her
- Her Headlights Illuminated a Death
- One day I wrote her name upon the strand
- standing off to the side of the lobby, watching the hostess adjust her hair
- I fell in love with her first
- thinking about her
- Bernice Bobs Her Hair I
- So her hat does not blow away
- Her Violet Eyes
- spade-struck embers spark and flare the smoke what snarls up in her hair
- How Marsha Davis got her boyfriend
- Her name is Claire
- Her strong enchantments failing
- The earth's tears make her smiles bloom
- The papier-mâché dinosaur in her mother's toolshed, and its fateful escape
- Her Majesty's British Government Trains and Supports Military Army in the West Bank
- Why can't I get over her
- She's a stallion, let her run
- Choy Lay Fut
- lay down your rusty sword
- Draw heat
- cheap heat
- heat tracing
- Her braid; I obeyed
- Her back
- Calling her number and having a male voice answer
- Herr Bob (user)
- The sun was caught playing unashamedly in her auburn hair, setting our world on fire with giddiness
- To Her Face
- She opened her eyes and spoke in a very normal voice, just as if she were sane
- How Stella Got Her Groove Back
- I dream that I walk with her
- She plugs her tears in the way you'd keep a dam from breaking
- The Tale of Sweet Cab-ij and all that Happened to Her
- Her protestations notwithstanding
- I will kiss her blemish
- she had already found her party
- the sonnet what I wrote her
- while she sleeps, i write myself into her life
- she's so virginal in her bodily extortion
- I met her today, the girl I used to be
- How long have you been in love with her?
- She knows no truth except her own.
- All her stiletto syllables
- Her heart's too real to not have its own beat
- Our love is eternal. The night will end. The dragon is forever. Good will prevail. Mother sits on her throne.
- Lay butso
- I was the worst lay you ever had
- Raise heat
- heat energy
- Heat treatment of steel
- The Woman and Her Hen
- His 'N' Hers
- Pig on her back
- Somewhere someone is tired of taking her shit
- From Her to Eternity
- She was a committed romantic and an anarcha-feminist. This was hard for her because it meant she couldn't blow up beautiful buildings.
- Documenta, the Child-Bride, bares her legs for the Ravenous Wolves of the Grey Hour
- Her smile could light up a three-story building
- Tender girl sipping and planning out her future
- Where was her angel all those times the sky clouded over
- The naked woman raises herself on her elbow and continues her monologue in the direction of the bath
- I can't find her in this house of dust and bones
- A Leela of Her Own
- And she, with her beautiful words and such a fire burning inside
- When she sleeps, is she not moving her legs aside for an unknown garrison?
- little pieces of her tragically poetic attempts at being loved that she was startlingly aware of, today
- putting down her palette and brushes
- Her Purple Satin Thigh
- My best friend reached her aphelion. Oh, and I'm in love with her.
- The Venusian Kazoo: The Art of Buzzing the Clitoris with Your Lips to Give Her a Mind-Blowing Orgasm
- pretends to sleep as he looks her over
- licking at her broken heart
- Her eyes are gold
- lay it on thick
- The sky lay around you
- heat gun
- White Light White Heat White Trash
- You're my space heater. You heat my space.
- Rosy Palm and her five daughters
- I do not see her
- Meant For Her
- All acts of love and pleasure are her rituals
- Her Voice
- I don't think I was rude to her, just cold and curt
- These things matter to her
- For my last trick, I made her disappear
- Letting it go to her head
- Bernice Bobs Her Hair II
- Death Becomes Her
- her dopeness (user)
- does she need to touch her own face to know?
- knots and ribbons at the ends of her arms
- Taking advantage of her good nature
- her (user)
- The tears of the earth keep her smile in blooms
- her persistent aura of entitlement
- when still her eyes held water
- crystal eats her grilled cheese sandwiches with ketchup hearts
- Herr Doktor Pfeffer
- How you gonna keep her down on the farm
- I have what I believe to be a photo of Olympia Dukakis in her underwear in 1977
- Lay Member
- To Lay Me Down
- Anywhere I Lay My Head
- Fear No More the Heat o' the Sun
- Heat Death (user)
- carburetor heat
- Say that turning a teenage girl to stone is depriving the world of her
- Someone outlined against the sky, the sun too bright to see her face
- dance with her
- Song of a Young Lady to her Ancient Lover
- To Her Body
- So bashful when I spied her
- I cannot find the right words to tell her this
- To her secret heart
- Today I clean her little fingerprints from my window
- Talk to Her
- She does not take her trip. She does not shout out loud.
- Saturday night, the words falling from her lips
- If I'd have shot her when I met her, I'd be out of jail by now.
- The Girl with the Tears in Her Eyes
- Wanting only to be the honeysuckle to her butterfly
- I dug my claws in her heart
- Wouldn't it be nice if I could forget her
- Come out of her, my people, that ye be not partakers of her sins, and that ye receive not of her plagues.
- Fields of sunshine bloom as the midnight in her dress falls away, replaced by moonlight.
- I asked her not to forget me
- in her bones
- This entire place is digging a grave for her
- Lay paper
- lay brother
- Heat stroke
- Scoville heat unit
- Earth's heat budget
- For Emily, Whenever I May Find Her
- She thought about giving him her heart
- She found her bliss between the headphones, and pursed her lips.
- my baby sleeps on her head
- She does not rustle but her flesh has the moonlit shade of a silver birch
- Tomoko Uemura in Her Bath
- Did You Fuck Her?
- I Saw Her Again Last Night
- Association of Her Majesty's Inspectors of Taxes
- The shrapnel of her self destructive nature
- Dusk and Her Embrace
- the way she wears her weary
- She gets caught in the little world beneath her sheets
- why she makes her wishes at 7:07
- Her Majesty's Government
- Michael Moved Out to Live with His Bitch & Her Dog
- as the red star rises, blood and carnage and her slow ascent follows
- I walked for a thousand miles to hear her laugh, then serenaded her in a field of fireflies.
- I could tell by all of her dead house plants
- The shadows made her look a little treacherous.
- Waiting for the number 48 bus, holding her breath
- Valerie and Her Week of Wonders
- her curiosity got the better of her.
- Lay your sleeping head, my love
- Lays of the Scottish Cavaliers
- heat
- heat death
- It was all whirlwind, heat, and flash
- I remember your face, name, whiff of your skin's heat
- hers
- Now I know why I get the urge to kill her
- The Bride Stripped Bare by Her Bachelors, Even
- A Jury of Her Peers
- I ran over an old woman with her own car
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