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She was most amazed by the obvious, like January and the fact that I could not possibly keep her.
She could not live with or without him
like stars burning holes right through the dark
She could run a spiel like nobody's business. She could sell the world and make you wish for more.
I was trying to show him my insides, you know. I like to share.
For a lawyer she was surprisingly like a child. Sometimes.
She was a Surrealist Woman, She was like a Figure in a Dream
She was like a candle in the wind: unreliable
She moved so easily all I could think of was sunlight
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.
She hit me like thunder, and I had to lie down until I could breathe again
Spinning shapes like a song out of order. In the dark she can see fireflies.
With him it was always like
When that cow would walk it was like she was dancing
All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
When she was new, she rolled around the sky like a black umbrella blown by the wind
What's she gonna look like with a chimney on her?
It was a reasonable chat, I let him have it alone
It is like what we imagine knowledge to be: dark, salt, clear, moving, utterly free.
She couldn't imagine that he liked dancing
The sound was starting to get stuck in my head like "It's a Small World"
standing on my lawn, with the scissors in your hands, and you could come in where you'd like, to my paper house
Perhaps, like orange juice, I will grow to love him.
To Him She Is A Beauty
I would have liked thunder when she left
Jesus was a reactionary reformer, just like Martin Luther in later years.
Like a distant star, on the horizon
Shimmer over bridges like the river was a dream
I told her I could read her mind, but she didn't believe me. I could tell.
She ties regrets around her fingers like forget-me-knots
She Bit Him In Two
it wasn't the terrorism that flung us apart, it was the pigeons
She Misses Him
Stars Apart (user)
And I could hear him call to me, as if the world went quiet for that one distinct moment
I was raised on red pepper and blood. I am so hot if you strike me I will light like a match.
She must be what cocaine is like
Sparkling like a star in his hand, melting like a snowflake
And the silence between them? Like the stars.
The truth is like a sinking star. Follow it over the horizon, the way gazelles follow rain.
Once when I got like this I thought I was building a boat
If I could draw houses like I can draw your breasts
Dark was the Night--Cold was the Ground
I imagined that gravity was the only force in the universe.
like a moon floating effortlessly through the dark of the nodegel
dark star (user)
So she could feel as if she had danced
There is none like unto Him
Is it fair for him to love me when she craves his touch?
the magic that was meant to capture the outlaw instead transformed him into a monster
It wasn't like I was sleeping anyway
his whole life, like a thundercloud, out in front of him
Could you be any more of a poseur? 'Changes' was a best-of!
in the end it was better that we were apart
I don't remember what life was like when I was seven. I like the taste of air. What should I do?
This is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart
They dropped like flakes, they dropped like stars
like you put stars in the hole in my head
She had eyes like the Blue Screen of Death
Mr. Lunch liked to chase birds. In fact, he was a professional.
I felt I was part of something, like a voice in a crowd or an island in a sea
shining like blasphemous stars on an endless ceiling in hell
I gave her my heart, she tore it apart, and who gives a fart.
Twinkle, twinkle, like a star. Does love flourish from afar?
She felt like the word 'shatter'
she made them, like fire, expansible over all space
Fireflies are like stars on Earth
Would you like to penetrate her shell, insinuating yourself among the pages of the books she is reading?
I could use some new habits, like holding you
I wish when I closed a book I could set it on the shelf and know it was really over
Dark Star
I could use a muse like you to amuse me
Once upon a time there was light in my life, but now there's only love in the dark
Dark Star Blues
It was a dark and stormy night. I had taken a creative writing class.
I mean these words come out of him like the right music
It's not so much that I like him as a person God, but as a boy he's very handsome
like fireflies in the dark
When I look at him I could eat a thousand tomato sandwiches
I did not tell him, instead I kept it private like a secret hug
At night, she still believes in him
If only vegetables could glow like fireflies
Some nights, alone, he thinks of her, and some nights, alone, she thinks of him
I was Chris to him
Jesus said, "I love him, for he is my brother." He was talking about everyone.
all it cost him was a Penny
As she waits to tell him
I was expecting it to hurt like a fuck
I don't like her because she won't like me
She quietly hugged him back. At 8:30 she ate the rest of him.
I married him because he was not mean
a horse that's lost could be dreaming of the girl that's going to find him
Napster was like the lamp with the wrong pricetag
Looks like 1984 was only n years off
What seemed like tenderness was really weakness
Do you even realize how much your spirit illuminates? It is like stars.
She doesn't look like Mother anymore
If I was beautiful like you
She is like a kaleidoscope, a strange attractor, a superstition
She told me I looked like a Henry, and this is how she would know me
She tasted like whiskey and blood and cemetery dirt.
Kisses on my shoulder like little stars sparkling
She had fingernails that shined like justice
she gave herself that holocaust haircut. cinnamon colored clippings cover the motel bedspread like sprinkles.
She is like an onion
Like most of my dreams, that one was licensed for commercial use
Two of them. Hovering there like bloated gas giants in the heavens. Good God, it was beautiful.
she can't remember what it's like to be found
She tastes like gingerbread, too.
She Came and Went Like Wind (A Selkie Story)
because his heart was heavy, closing, like a tired eyelid
He was like the bottle of Champagne Krug
She wore a bit more makeup than he generally liked
That week with her was like drinking bubbles
It was all I could do not to cry
Ripped like Jesus
Don't misunderstand this one, it was like palm against palm through a window
How Could You Want Him (When You Know You Could Have Me)?
The Things She Could Forget, If I'd Forget Them Too
It was the least I could do
I've read books so I know things that sound like they could be true
She could hit four octaves above high-C, but she never performed in public
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
Dark Star Orchestra
It was a dark and stormy night
Nothing could be close to quite like this
She could be a businesswoman
I could do without it, if I knew what it was
And then night was here, after a day of measured breathing, and I could forget about breathing because the waiting was done
I was thinking I could clean up for Christmas
She lights everything up. He glows in the dark.
Dark Stars and Other Illuminations
surrounded by stars, her dark hair blending into the fabric of the night sky
She is a night of dark trees, but he who is not afraid of her darkness will find banks full of roses under her cypresses
In unlit streets, running wild in the dark, creatures of the Void are seeking what was lost
Dark Star Safari
I was the center of gravity of Chicago for one beautiful Saturday
White Wing, Dark Star
The Boy and the Dark Star
Gravity and the Death Star
Before I was consciously thinking of him, my body was
The Story of the Envious Man and of Him Who Was Envied
The Dark Star Trilogy
I wish I could burn like god
She calls him Sugarcane. He calls her Hurricane.
The sparkle of this angled blossoming was invading the Earth, and Vug said, "It's spring!" I kissed him.
I had to call my father this evening and tell him I was dying.
He was confirming to himself that they were laughing with him after all
The first time I saw him was I emit tsal ehT
Tell him, she told me
It was the tree that gave him away.
She won't kiss him until she marries him
You thought the silent treatment was as cold as it could get
the stars were falling just for him
When he was five, his father made him murder his imaginary friend.
I'm the only person who'd ever told him to his face he was beautiful.
Is she really going out with him?
I didn't have the heart to tell him I was lying about taco night, but at least the hellhound made some friends
When she is talking to him
He was there, and then he wasn't, and with him went those memories
My friend is dating someone who likes him far more than he likes her
The Chair she sat in, like a burnished throne
I feel like a rock star
Three guys whose voices are like clear glass
She thought about giving him her heart
I'd like it here if I could leave and see you from a long way away
A day like this could make a Transcendentalist out of anyone
When you blow out like a dead star
It was a pauper's laugh. It was what I could afford.
You can play with my ex-girlfriend, but treat her like the lady that she is.
I could lie like this forever
What if architecture was like web design?
They walk around her like she is in danger of breaking
Theorems whose names sound like Robert Ludlum novel titles
Most adults forget what it was like to be a child once they hit a certain age
I knew enough about him to know his name and what kind of snowball he could make

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