Findings:
- My preconceived view of perfection could not accommodate her.
- Trace a map along her arm
- A really good sandwich that ideath could make to take to work with her
- Wouldn't it be nice if I could remember her as a firework
- And her knee touched mine
- Take Her in Your Arms
- Wouldn't it be nice if I could remember her
- She was most amazed by the obvious, like January and the fact that I could not possibly keep her.
- knots and ribbons at the ends of her arms
- when I touch her I hope it's you that smiles
- I will have her forever but I can't touch her
- Performing her communion with quick slashes up and down her arm
- does she need to touch her own face to know?
- Wouldn't it be nice if I could forget her
- Her smile could light up a three-story building
- About the things you could not show her
- Gaily they went down in the lush field a treasure of valuables or specie or bullion lodged with a crust of bread into her coat of arms weaving currying the embroidering of silk in summer.
- her arms around me
- When the Dancer Holds the Sun in Her Arms
- I told her I could read her mind, but she didn't believe me. I could tell.
- If you could see her through my eyes
- If only I could get into her head
- Her face could make the ocean ache
- Anyone could know just by watching her silent moves
- This Motion Encompassed in the Touch of Her Lips
- He touched her once and she turned into a golden creature. He never touched her again.
- I could hear her thoughts
- Why if I ever meet Nancy Grace, I'll punch her in her yapping poodle-like face
- How long have you been in love with her?
- I still find her feathers
- Who let her get at the Johnny Walker
- A Fallen Caryatid Holding Her Stone
- Her Headlights Illuminated a Death
- I don't think I was rude to her, just cold and curt
- How to test if your mother REALLY has eyes in the back of her head
- Herr Korbes
- At her mirror, his muse
- Bernice Bobs Her Hair VI
- I love her backwards
- All of her seconds were unencumbered
- her ardent eyebrows are charcoal scimitars taut above eyes that breeze like open windows
- Some nights, alone, he thinks of her, and some nights, alone, she thinks of him
- Bai Her 1 (user)
- Now he dances to bring her back.
- blood and carnage and her slow ascent
- She is the sea. Above her, he is thunder.
- Her Purple Satin Thigh
- She's beautiful in ways that make her seem fleeting
- My friend is dating someone who likes him far more than he likes her
- The Ground Beneath Her Feet
- If this were in person, I would have kissed her now
- Making her presence known (part 2)
- She asked me to copy my poem into her notebook
- The sun was caught playing unashamedly in her auburn hair, setting our world on fire with giddiness
- To Her Mind
- On Her Face
- At the Cross her Station Keeping
- serene. She sips her tea
- A rose in candlelight, her curves dance upon the wall
- Silver drops her vermeil cheeks depaint
- the pelican in her piety
- A salted moment of memories smudged across my face, and I've already forgiven her. It's all over now
- The waitress unbuttoned her reticence slowly
- A dose of mystery slipped into her cocktail while she was in the ladies' room
- Tomorrow, he must tell her that he doesn't love her anymore.
- what she's building now, it isn't much, but it's hers
- His hand speaks a foreign language to her ribs.
- And her heart stopped beating.
- The Author to Her Book
- I remember when it was me who made her toilet flush
- Property of Her Majesty The Queen
- my baby sleeps on her head
- Let Her Go Down
- If you loved her, you'd be home by now
- Lucy Thinks Ricky Is Trying to Murder Her
- Can You Forgive Her?
- somewhere her voice in the night whispering leaves
- Her photography captured little beautifuls and me
- Elizabeth I's decision to deal with her financial problems
- The Nun in her Smock
- I see drops of her everywhere
- Her strong enchantments failing
- Small bits of glitter accidentally left on her eyelashes
- radios work better when closer to her skin
- Come out of her, my people, that ye be not partakers of her sins, and that ye receive not of her plagues.
- her first time
- I don't think of her
- Looking back from time to time, her tears falling fast
- Stand in the doorway and watch her
- Her Voice
- Tell Stacey I love her
- Tied up tight, like a bride on her wedding night
- she left her handwriting all over the calendar
- The words beneath her words
- Electrify her with a studded rubber nub
- Slap Her... She's French
- Herr Lehmann
- green blood excites her Japanese sweaters
- What's Hecuba to him, or he to Hecuba, that he should weep for her?
- while she sleeps, i write myself into her life
- let her take me, feed on me, devour me
- She picked herself up, wiping away at her dignity
- as the red star rises, blood and carnage and her slow ascent follows
- Do Her
- Her Handwriting
- Making her presence known (Part 3)
- watching her dance
- Song of a Young Lady to her Ancient Lover
- To hear her sing
- I hide in the darkness of the cry that comes from her throat
- Sometimes the apathy she saw made her want to curl up and cry
- The Nymph Complaining for the Death of her Faun
- Her way to the top
- Just kiss her
- Veronica loves manipulating her vagina until she explodes
- She opened her eyes, looked at a world made entirely of white light
- In Her Shoes
- Fear Her
- Susan Goldman, who has cervical cancer, is partly thankful as she braces herself but changes her mind as she's sprayed with burning jet fuel.
- If there is a God, I hate her
- she lit her thumb on fire
- Only her hands would give her away
- The Milk-Woman and Her Pail
- My love in her attire doth show her wit
- Her name was Natalie
- What do girls think about guys when they catch guys staring at their breasts, but the guy is actually trying to read her shirt?
- They walk around her like she is in danger of breaking
- Victoria Wood
- Bernice Bobs Her Hair
- The Huntress Neglects Her Children
- Center of her own attention
- Life's a Bitch and I'm Her Pimp
- Only her big toes were painted
- Cherish her viscosity
- It clings to her like dedication in the rain
- Ruth holding up time with her beauty
- her (user)
- The earth's tears make her smiles bloom
- I met her today, the girl I used to be
- When you can almost recognize her face, but you can't remember her name
- her brother's keeper
- I can see her face
- A woman and her Cock
- The Saran Wrap Dominatrix and Her Cellophane Bondage Slave
- I ran over an old woman with her own car
- See her talk
- I am the child with her nose pressed up against the window.
- November on her way to winter
- 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
- Her echo
- These pictures are her past. These pictures are my future.
- Her Space Holiday
- So couch, I hear you've been sleeping with her
- She was the prettiest, loveliest cat at the ball and she had upon her fine gilded whiskers.
- Wanting only to be the honeysuckle to her butterfly
- she's so virginal in her bodily extortion
- putting down her palette and brushes
- It's been an hour. I still love her.
- Written with a Diamond on her Window at Woodstock
- What do I call her?
- Her hands on my back; slipping into sleep
- Helping people cheat
- Would you like to penetrate her shell, insinuating yourself among the pages of the books she is reading?
- I am a mental construct in her head
- She grew a little older, while he was telling her
- Of how Signy sent the Children of her and Siggeir to Sigmund
- Morrison's Lament
- She who leaves men as flaming wrecks in the ditch on the side of the road in her wake, yea, even submarines
- The one the queen keeps her eye on
- Her picture in my wallet, fading, fraying, the face that launched a thousand emotions
- 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
- The papier-mâché dinosaur in her mother's toolshed, and its fateful escape
- her grandmother's clock
- A girl I know had her jaw wired shut, and she vomited.
- If You Followed Her Gaze
- Funny -- she looks much smaller from outside her head
- I don't like her because she won't like me
- I passed her on the street
- She calls him Sugarcane. He calls her Hurricane.
- What's she gonna look like with a chimney on her?
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