Findings:
- i clung to her cloak. (or flew)
- Ask her if she's got an answer
- She plugs her tears in the way you'd keep a dam from breaking
- Aristotle's Lost Library, Medieval Andalusia & Chinese Paper, or How Europe Learned to Learn Again and Why the Renaissance Happened When & Where It Did
- Don't tell her she's beautiful
- the way she wears her weary
- Uh, are you looking at my joystick to impress her, or are you just an asshole?
- She's got Zelda Fitzgerald mercury in her veins
- Seems I might have stolen the blue part of her rainbow, but all I really did was make it bigger, a way bigger blue
- The kind who tells you she's bipolar just to make you trust her
- And she's walking as if her feet hurt
- I never saw her again
- She Will Have Her Way
- what she's building now, it isn't much, but it's hers
- She Will Have Her Way: The Songs Of Tim & Neil Finn
- 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.
- He touched her once and she turned into a golden creature. He never touched her again.
- Not her voice, but the way her voice changes,
- she's so virginal in her bodily extortion
- Today I saw her again
- Her way to the top
- I Saw Her Again Last Night
- To better imagine the limits of the dried-up Martian sea, little Tatiana found it helpful to shape in her mind a great sinuous contour binding each sad, stranded boat to its neighbor
- Slap Her... She's French
- she had already found her party
- upriver, the only way for her dreams to go
- November on her way to winter
- Now she's in my doorway, accusing me with her soft breasts and long legs, strong hips.
- She found her bliss between the headphones, and pursed her lips.
- Button-Bright is Lost, and Found Again
- What's Hecuba to him, or he to Hecuba, that he should weep for her?
- She'd move, breaking the magnetism between her chair and my desk
- I don't think she even knows that I make her smile
- How He Didn't Understand Her Whichever
- September is hers
- Shelley Breedlove and her rare identical quadruplets
- And she, with her beautiful words and such a fire burning inside
- She was most amazed by the obvious, like January and the fact that I could not possibly keep her.
- American Pie Presents: Something is Alive in Her Bosom 2
- She practices her speech
- her eyes can't find you at first
- Lost love - or how I grew to love the truck stop
- any way, shape or form
- She makes sniffing sounds, and I don't know if she's snorting coke or weeping
- Lost in motion again
- The Milk-Woman and Her Pail
- The Author to Her Book
- The woman with her legs apart
- Her knees
- It happened to everyone else; she swore it wouldn't to her
- I dreamed of her pulse long before I took it from her
- her breasts are her trademark
- I think I fell in love with her right then and right there
- She was never mine. I always shared her.
- So her hat does not blow away
- Her Violet Eyes
- does she need to touch her own face to know?
- How Marsha Davis got her boyfriend
- Her name is Claire
- I told her I could read her mind, but she didn't believe me. I could tell.
- All he left her was alone
- World In Her Eyes
- I love the smell of Yum Cha in the morning (Spring 01 Sydney noder meet) Malarkey? or Effective Way?
- how Wiener found his way home
- I can see her face
- Who let her get at the Johnny Walker
- She ties regrets around her fingers like forget-me-knots
- 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
- Dig up her bones
- All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
- Telling Anna you love her the first time
- Maid Marian and Her Merry Men
- The Tale of Sweet Cab-ij and all that Happened to Her
- Her protestations notwithstanding
- 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 sonnet what I wrote her
- Now he dances to bring her back.
- Only your ink stains on her skin
- When the Dancer Holds the Sun in Her Arms
- Lost and Found Sound
- Written with a Diamond on her Window at Woodstock
- Making her presence known
- her eyes
- The Soul selects her own Society
- her kitty cat (user)
- Reply (Crumpled on Her Desk)
- Ozma and Her Friends
- 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
- She gets caught in the little world beneath her sheets
- When she sleeps, is she not moving her legs aside for an unknown garrison?
- you can't call her wifey if you met her at the freaknic
- 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.
- 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
- using a circle to dot her "i"s
- The movie in her mind
- You want to reassure her, but you don't know where to start
- Sheila and her Dog
- By Appointment to Her Majesty The Queen
- Death Becomes Her
- her dopeness (user)
- Her face could make the ocean ache
- knots and ribbons at the ends of her arms
- Taking advantage of her good nature
- Her strong enchantments failing
- 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
- Racing friends with fragile self esteem, or: A good way to get yourself killed
- The Birth of Merlin, or, The Childe Hath Found His Father
- She's found the hole in reality. She knows its depth.
- her lips on mine
- Looking back from time to time, her tears falling fast
- A Fallen Caryatid Holding Her Stone
- Wouldn't it be nice if I could remember her as a firework
- Her raised middle finger came into focus
- The world is her sketchbook
- I don't remember what her name was so let's call her Doris
- when I touch her I hope it's you that smiles
- Bernice Bobs Her Hair I
- Talk to Her
- She does not take her trip. She does not shout out loud.
- Debra Ann's got a tiger in her hips
- I will have her forever but I can't touch her
- The Girl with the Tears in Her Eyes
- while she sleeps, i write myself into her life
- The clockwork of her mind is unravelling, bits and pieces coarse with emotion
- Her body my platter, my secret her joy
- How to Good-Bye Depression: If You Constrict Anus 100 Times Everyday. Malarkey? or Effective Way?
- What Manner Candide Found Miss Cunegund and the Old Woman Again
- The day after I found you again
- Screaming Bullet of Compact Imported Death, or: How I Found Out My Mazda Protege Could Go 130mph
- I Was Lost and You Found Me
- Lost and Found in Gunflight Metaphor
- Herr
- Take Her in Your Arms
- Making her presence known (part 2)
- She asked me to copy my poem into her notebook
- Every beautiful woman has someone who is tired of her
- Anyone could know just by watching her silent moves
- I kissed her in the hair
- A Woman of Her Tribe
- Association of Her Majesty's Inspectors of Taxes
- The shrapnel of her self destructive nature
- Dusk and Her Embrace
- He loved her so much, he wanted to do her autopsy
- why she makes her wishes at 7:07
- Winds her knot? I 'ardly know 'er!
- Her hand on my heart
- Uh Huh Her
- Some things are True whether you believe in them or not
- Lost and Found (user)
- The Bitch and Her Whelps
- If You Followed Her Gaze
- I remember when it was me who made her toilet flush
- Property of Her Majesty The Queen
- after her, I took my coffee black
- forget her (user)
- You can play with my ex-girlfriend, but treat her like the lady that she is.
- Most of the men were disillusioned long before they met her
- I saw her clothes piled on the floor, and I cried for her
- The look in her eyes
- No hero in her sky
- Devil up her sleeve
- The old hands you've baked around hers
- her (user)
- She sat down in black pants and mules, and I pulled up a chair to listen to her reading Billy Collins
- Coy or honestly shy, either way I have got mad designs on your dancy eyes
- There was silence in my heart, but you found a way to break it.
- Her, eating apples
- her arms around me
- Stand in the doorway and watch her
- Wouldn't it be nice if I could remember her
- Her grief is still too young to behave itself, so she never lets it out
- 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 II
- Today I clean her little fingerprints from my window
- Herr Bob_root (category)
- it was just as if she held her breath for 82 years
- bone in her teeth
- Jacqueline and Her Cat
- Wanting only to be the honeysuckle to her butterfly
- Her smile, thinking about you
- If a girl offers you her cheek, kiss her neck
- Neko Case and Her Boyfriends
- Making her presence known (Part 3)
- watching her dance
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