Findings:
- If her secrets spilled from her eyes into his
- she had already found her party
- If only I could get into her head
- At night, her eyes closed, she would
- She opened her eyes, looked at a world made entirely of white light
- When she woke up, her hands were still dreaming
- I would have attempted to draw her if she had stayed that way.
- She sat in virginal white, eyes closed, with only her face in rose
- When I look into her eyes, I no longer care about what the world thinks. This is what it feels like to be alive.
- her eyes can't find you at first
- She plugs her tears in the way you'd keep a dam from breaking
- She disappeared as if he had only dreamed her
- How to test if your mother REALLY has eyes in the back of her head
- Robert Lionel Fanthorpe fills up the word count in a science fiction novel: she brushed her teeth
- She was a committed romantic and an anarcha-feminist. This was hard for her because it meant she couldn't blow up beautiful buildings.
- The first time I saw her
- her first time
- A girl I know had her jaw wired shut, and she vomited.
- She asked me to copy my poem into her notebook
- while she sleeps, i write myself into her life
- Funny -- she looks much smaller from outside her head
- Ruth holding up time with her beauty
- A dose of mystery slipped into her cocktail while she was in the ladies' room
- Sometimes the apathy she saw made her want to curl up and cry
- She is so beautiful, I gave up Nihilism for her
- She picked herself up, wiping away at her dignity
- sunset rainwater turns her sidewalk chalk-art into a sherbert delight; a surprise gift from chaos that tumbles her like tinkling bells onto the wet grass
- Telling Anna you love her the first time
- She was the prettiest, loveliest cat at the ball and she had upon her fine gilded whiskers.
- Looking back from time to time, her tears falling fast
- I come home, she lifted up her wings. I guess that this must be the place.
- He touched her once and she turned into a golden creature. He never touched her again.
- She found her bliss between the headphones, and pursed her lips.
- She opened her eyes and spoke in a very normal voice, just as if she were sane
- She was inside the music, with her eyes closed
- their eyes meet for the first time, but they saw each other's hearts
- The Girl with the Sun in her Head
- Her black eyes were surely the source of my angst
- I got a girl in the war, Paul, her eyes are like champagne
- echoes of her glisten in your eyes; i also tear but without linger
- Since she whom I lov'd hath paid her last debt
- I don't like her because she won't like me
- She flies with her own wings
- 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.
- Speculative bangs covered her eyes
- She who leaves men as flaming wrecks in the ditch on the side of the road in her wake, yea, even submarines
- She is the queen of accidental magic. Her used kleenexes, taken by the wind, become soulful ghosts.
- it was just as if she held her breath for 82 years
- She Will Have Her Way
- why she makes her wishes at 7:07
- i kissed her one last time, then walked out of her life forever
- She practices her speech
- I tried to memorise her, from beginning to end
- 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.
- I fell in love with her first
- She Called in Her Soul to Come and See
- how many bird nests would be made from her lovely hair
- I note that she is pretty, but we are off into the city, my werewolf friend and I
- My best friend reached her aphelion. Oh, and I'm in love with her.
- Beauty is in the eye of the head up the ass of the beholder
- her ardent eyebrows are charcoal scimitars taut above eyes that breeze like open windows
- The one the queen keeps her eye on
- Take Her up to Monto
- I dreamed of her pulse long before I took it from her
- he doesn't know, but her eyes widen too far
- Her eyes were gray like a storm, and even more dangerous
- She ties regrets around her fingers like forget-me-knots
- Would you like to penetrate her shell, insinuating yourself among the pages of the books she is reading?
- You can play with my ex-girlfriend, but treat her like the lady that she is.
- She does not take her trip. She does not shout out loud.
- Devil up her sleeve
- Every time that I tell her that I love her, I can taste my own hypocrisy
- Having gotten myself into a position where I can have my cake and eat it too, I feel a strong compulsion to get up from the table
- the linear and the docile go feral at her command. we're on the run from rogue rivers and predatory trains.
- I would a thousand times rather have had a simple cheap sandwich with a friend
- before the internet when teen had REAL relationship the boy could look at the girl and judge the diameter of her thorax with his feelers and determine whether the mating ritual could commence but NO MORE. evil woman use her computer sorcery
- If you could see her through my eyes
- Having someone wrapped around you, looking into your eyes, inches away from your face, smiling the cutest smile in the world and giving you quick little kisses on the nose is the greatest feeling anywhere ever
- World In Her Eyes
- As the band laughed, her finger traced his spine, and he folded into her
- It happened to everyone else; she swore it wouldn't to her
- Performing her communion with quick slashes up and down her arm
- Dig up her bones
- Her smile could light up a three-story building
- Her innocence fell. She kicked at it some, frowned, and left it there because it was beautiful.
- serene. She sips her tea
- Call her up, tell her how love is not a question.
- Today I clean her little fingerprints from my window
- Her self image was not the force field she imagined it to be
- if you fear spells, look away when she decides to share her hair with the wind.
- Because I still love her, because I know she still loves me.
- She bought a new smile every week when we first started seeing each other. Then I had to buy them.
- surrounded by stars, her dark hair blending into the fabric of the night sky
- A woman of her times
- The Man Felt an Iron Hand Grasp Him by the Hair, at the Nape. Not One Hand, a Hundred Hands Seized Him, Each by the Hair, and Tore Him Head to Foot, the Way You Tear Up a Sheet of Paper, Into Hundreds of Little Pieces
- Having gotten myself into a position where I can have my cake and eat it too, I feel no compulsion to get up from the table
- I watched her from afar
- Her raised middle finger came into focus
- She does not rustle but her flesh has the moonlit shade of a silver birch
- she left her handwriting all over the calendar
- The emotion on her face was always the one that she was feeling in her heart
- I set my sister up with her husband, and all I got was this great dress and a trip to Hawaii
- She was so quiet that nobody heard her
- she lit her thumb on fire
- She asked me to read her a poem
- Inches away from her face
- Ozma and Her Friends
- Including her knees and a dragon made from a sock
- Her Violet Eyes
- She said, while hugging a bowl of turnips close to her bosom
- she had mood ring eyes
- Her perception of how gorgeous she is will be evident in her lack of movement during sex
- Her grief is still too young to behave itself, so she never lets it out
- What's she gonna look like with a chimney on her?
- She grew a little older, while he was telling her
- I don't think she even knows that I make her smile
- spade-struck embers spark and flare the smoke what snarls up in her hair
- And she, with her beautiful words and such a fire burning inside
- She is the sea. Above her, he is thunder.
- I like it when I dream of her. It's the only time we get to talk.
- Her Body Had Knots and Hollows
- her eyes
- Eyes that had a way of making time stop
- Things I've learned from living with an unwed mother and her two small children
- From Her to Eternity
- The Girl with the Tears in Her Eyes
- her eyes were brimming with souls
- I haven't seen her in a month. She is still beautiful.
- She thought about giving him her heart
- Her hands on my back; slipping into sleep
- when still her eyes held water
- I hide in the darkness of the cry that comes from her throat
- All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
- I don't tell her these things, and she doesn't ask
- She was never mine. I always shared her.
- Where was her angel all those times the sky clouded over
- does she need to touch her own face to know?
- She gets caught in the little world beneath her sheets
- She didn't wave goodbye so much as slightly raise her hand
- i gave her my heart. she gave me a pen.
- She is willing to attempt to retrieve the data. Go with her.
- She knows no truth except her own.
- Alice without opening her eyes says You have to stop crying you are shaking the bed.
- my baby sleeps on her head
- I followed the light in her eyes around the room, staying within range
- Letting it go to her head
- Her eyes were beautiful in the moonlight
- And her eyes lightnings and her shoulders wings
- She bruised her knee. This is how we met.
- They walk around her like she is in danger of breaking
- She calls him Sugarcane. He calls her Hurricane.
- Tied up tight, like a bride on her wedding night
- Hands cupped into a half circle, he bent foward to help her catch a light
- wake up and find her still there
- She Will Have Her Way: The Songs Of Tim & Neil Finn
- She was most amazed by the obvious, like January and the fact that I could not possibly keep her.
- My hands on her back; slipping into sleep
- 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.
- 'twas the telltale tink-tock of marionettes, he felt certain, that jingle-jangled from behind her shower curtain
- My friend is dating someone who likes him far more than he likes her
- I am a mental construct in her head
- An incomplete poem in her head
- She had eyes like the Blue Screen of Death
- The look in her eyes
- confusion in her eyes that says it all
- She wears her failed relationships like a shield
- I am the child with her nose pressed up against the window.
- An ocean away and here he was, seeping into her
- The portion of her face she allows me to see
- She always was devious in her beauty
- Veronica loves manipulating her vagina until she explodes
- And her legs went on forever, like staring up at infinity
- the way she wears her weary
- Some nights, alone, he thinks of her, and some nights, alone, she thinks of him
- When she sleeps, is she not moving her legs aside for an unknown garrison?
- I told her I could read her mind, but she didn't believe me. I could tell.
- 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
- little pieces of her tragically poetic attempts at being loved that she was startlingly aware of, today
- You put a hand on her hip, she permits it.
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