Findings:
- All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
- His and Her Circumstances
- Kitty interrupts his murky float with the nail gun splash of her stiletto song
- The Cook, The Thief, His Wife and Her Lover
- His 'N' Hers
- To each his own religion
- As the band laughed, her finger traced his spine, and he folded into her
- Michael Moved Out to Live with His Bitch & Her Dog
- river, in all his innocent beauty and home in hers
- His hand speaks a foreign language to her ribs.
- At her mirror, his muse
- His ex-wife was so frigid, her clitoris was only the tip of the iceberg.
- Her hips made waves against his shore
- Today your little boy is sprouting ten fingers and shedding his tail
- The guy who may as well already be dead and therefore doesn't care about the consequences of his actions and is able to move with perfect freedom for the remainder of what will likely be a tragically short life
- The Gift, the Giver, the Rebel, the Thief, and the Stranger and his Glue
- Spike Jones and his City Slickers
- Reign Of Diocletian And His Three Associates III
- An hour later, I swing my leg over his and we dream of being young
- Slay them all. God will know his own.
- The Sparrow and his Four Children
- All his front teeth knocked out, living a nightmare
- Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks
- Synge and the Ireland of his Time: II
- He found a liquid cure for his landlocked blues
- his wifey (user)
- A boy and his shadow standing on a long shore trying to figure out the intentions of the sun
- Bruce to His Men at Bannockburn
- Then, with near perfect timing, the hellhound widdled on his foot
- The role of unbelievers is to ensure religions are benign
- Bhagavad-Gita - Religion by Separation from the Qualities
- Without religion, there is no God
- GPL is against my religion
- The religion of the ad
- The Illustrated World's Religions
- The Phenomenon of Religion
- Written with a Diamond on her Window at Woodstock
- Making her presence known
- her eyes
- I watched her from afar
- My girlfriend and her pillow
- Tiny snow noises and her footsteps
- Her legs shifting underneath the desk
- Her innocence fell. She kicked at it some, frowned, and left it there because it was beautiful.
- Her presumptive green lipstick shown across the room
- Slap Her... She's French
- Herr Lehmann
- her ardent eyebrows are charcoal scimitars taut above eyes that breeze like open windows
- wake up and find her still there
- I don't owe you sympathy. You owed it to her.
- she doesn't write, doesn't tell you stories, but somehow it's her words that spring to mind at those crucial, terrifying moments, and for that you are eternally grateful
- Only your ink stains on her skin
- When the Dancer Holds the Sun in Her Arms
- Little Miss & Her Savoir-faire
- Only her hands would give her away
- Augie van Smith blushed and wiped chocolate off his lips
- The Fisherman and His Soul: Part 3
- "I see," said the blind man to his deaf wife as he picked up his hammer and saw
- His chocolate stained lips
- On His Having Arrived at the Age of Twenty-Three
- Edgar A. Poe's life is reflected in his works.
- St. Robinson in His Cadillac Dream
- Sparkling like a star in his hand, melting like a snowflake
- Bob Wills and his Texas Playboys
- Dividing his flocks
- I saved his life. He does not know it.
- Synge and the Ireland of his Time: VII
- that infinite loneliness of his lotus flowers and ducks
- his eyes are colorless
- In the movie of his life, the part of Keanu Reeves will be played by a block of wood, and the critics will pan it for being too expressive
- King without his crown
- Upon the death of Levon Helm and while considering his friends
- alternative religion
- Where organized religion lost me
- Religion, spirit, and essence
- The Rise of The Christian Religion II
- Technology, Religion, and Literature in Ancient Sumeria
- Sex and Religion
- My love in her attire doth show her wit
- right under her surface
- A man who never sees a pretty girl without loving her a little
- It happened to everyone else; she swore it wouldn't to her
- I dreamed of her pulse long before I took it from her
- You can't stop thinking of her: this is how you explained it, a proof of your being in love.
- Young Virgin Auto-Sodomized by Her Own Chastity
- She grew a little older, while he was telling her
- Of how Signy sent the Children of her and Siggeir to Sigmund
- Just kiss her
- Veronica loves manipulating her vagina until she explodes
- A salted moment of memories smudged across my face, and I've already forgiven her. It's all over now
- He breaks her heart on a daily basis
- her eyes were brimming with souls
- Something is Alive in Her Bosom
- do not look upon her; you shall be blinded
- I like it when I dream of her. It's the only time we get to talk.
- I told her the driftwood looked like Spain
- her first time
- If my roommate doesn't keep his hands off my shit, I'm gonna fuck him up
- Phosphor reading by His own Light
- trumpet of his rump
- In his autumn before the winter comes man's last mad surge of youth
- A depressed Lincoln avoids talk of his broken engagement, January 20, 1841
- The Pilgrim's Progress: Author's Apology for his Book
- My heart is the shape of his car
- Janus in his season
- The Man With the Child in His Eyes
- To His Excellency, George Washington
- Borrowing his enigmatic jacket
- How Man creates his Gods
- A fool and his money are soon parted
- Taking my son to meet his grandfather
- Laocoön and His Sons
- His voice is like something from a distant age, the voice of the earth itself, the voice of a tree, the voice of a stone.
- religion and violence
- An alternate religion
- There Is No Natural Religion
- Stop saying "religion" when you mean "a particular religion about which I'm bitter"
- Religion doesn't allow me to be who I am
- religion as an independent moral critic of the state
- Religion within the Bounds of Reason Alone
- her lips on mine
- Looking back from time to time, her tears falling fast
- A Fallen Caryatid Holding Her Stone
- Things I've learned from living with an unwed mother and her two small children
- I followed the light in her eyes around the room, staying within range
- Today I saw her again
- She sat in virginal white, eyes closed, with only her face in rose
- Tell Laura I love her
- Want (the state of not having her)
- If you could see her through my eyes
- Only her big toes were painted
- Cherish her viscosity
- The Nun in her Smock
- the linear and the docile go feral at her command. we're on the run from rogue rivers and predatory trains.
- She didn't wave goodbye so much as slightly raise her hand
- Just because I'm nice to her doesn't mean I want to fuck her
- you never felt her hot blood on your face but, hey, who's keeping track
- confusion in her eyes that says it all
- his
- How Candide Killed the Brother of His Dear Cunegund
- Nicole Oresme and his Philosophies: An Example of Medieval Scientific Thought
- how Wiener found his way home
- Zuigan calls his own master
- Their feet grow dark with his blood
- As I looked back, he was reveling in his own feces
- Cool, you can put a bullet in his head!
- The day we were married the leftover doves from his days of being a magician hummed little love songs in the attic
- Here the hangman stops his cart
- Character Of Constantine And His Sons
- A boy and his duck
- Hebrews: The Superiority of Christ and His Works
- Synge and the Ireland of his Time: IV
- History of His Own Time
- His mouth tastes like blood and sugar.
- My new partner has his first tantrum
- his mismatched flannel pajamas and brown eyes
- Bhagavad-Gita - Religion by Attaining the Supreme
- Olympics as Religion
- On the Harmony of Religion and Philosophy
- The Bianchi and Religion in the High Middle Ages
- All religions are fallen
- Phenomenology of Religion
- Herr
- Take Her in Your Arms
- Making her presence known (part 2)
- She asked me to copy my poem into her notebook
- The Soul selects her own Society
- her kitty cat (user)
- If only I could get into her head
- Her fluidity under a thin sheet
- Herr Kartoffelkopf hat das Tal seltsam gerettet
- Anna and her Mother: spinning me in circles
- Her echo
- These pictures are her past. These pictures are my future.
- green blood excites her Japanese sweaters
- Some nights, alone, he thinks of her, and some nights, alone, she thinks of him
- Bai Her 1 (user)
- Her Vision of Heaven
- The clockwork of her mind is unravelling, bits and pieces coarse with emotion
- Her body my platter, my secret her joy
- I fell in love with her fist
- A girl I know had her jaw wired shut, and she vomited.
- His Serene Highness Prince Rainier III
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