Findings:
- Lady Daibu And Her Lover
- Since I left her
- Her Headlights Illuminated a Death
- One day I wrote her name upon the strand
- 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 I
- So her hat does not blow away
- Her Violet Eyes
- spade-struck embers spark and flare the smoke what snarls up in her hair
- Hands cupped into a half circle, he bent foward to help her catch a light
- Ruth holding up time with her beauty
- She didn't wave goodbye so much as slightly raise her hand
- her face forms in summertime
- When I look into her eyes, I no longer care about what the world thinks. This is what it feels like to be alive.
- It's been an hour. I still love her.
- Rosy Palm and her five daughters
- Calling her number and having a male voice answer
- Herr Bob (user)
- The sun was caught playing unashamedly in her auburn hair, setting our world on fire with giddiness
- To Her Face
- She opened her eyes and spoke in a very normal voice, just as if she were sane
- How Stella Got Her Groove Back
- I dream that I walk with her
- She plugs her tears in the way you'd keep a dam from breaking
- The Tale of Sweet Cab-ij and all that Happened to Her
- Her protestations notwithstanding
- I will kiss her blemish
- So couch, I hear you've been sleeping with her
- Bai Her 1_root (category)
- Her Vision of Heaven
- Wild tides guard her secrets
- Her novice beauty
- Her back
- His 'N' Hers
- Pig on her back
- Somewhere someone is tired of taking her shit
- From Her to Eternity
- She was a committed romantic and an anarcha-feminist. This was hard for her because it meant she couldn't blow up beautiful buildings.
- Documenta, the Child-Bride, bares her legs for the Ravenous Wolves of the Grey Hour
- Her smile could light up a three-story building
- Tender girl sipping and planning out her future
- 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
- Shelley Breedlove and her rare identical quadruplets
- Her picture in my wallet, fading, fraying, the face that launched a thousand emotions
- Fear Her
- Something is Alive in Her Bosom
- Her Ivory coast, her skin
- About the things you could not show her
- Herman Brood
- Meant For Her
- All acts of love and pleasure are her rituals
- Her Voice
- I don't think I was rude to her, just cold and curt
- These things matter to her
- For my last trick, I made her disappear
- Letting it go to her head
- Bernice Bobs Her Hair II
- Death Becomes Her
- her dopeness (user)
- does she need to touch her own face to know?
- How Marsha Davis got her boyfriend
- I want her to clutch at my hand and run.
- She'd move, breaking the magnetism between her chair and my desk
- Strapless shoes exposed her modest heels
- I feel like I don't know her for a moment. It passes.
- Trace a map along her arm
- hers
- I do not see her
- Someone outlined against the sky, the sun too bright to see her face
- dance with her
- Song of a Young Lady to her Ancient Lover
- To Her Body
- So bashful when I spied her
- I cannot find the right words to tell her this
- To her secret heart
- Today I clean her little fingerprints from my window
- Talk to Her
- She does not take her trip. She does not shout out loud.
- Saturday night, the words falling from her lips
- she had already found her party
- She was the prettiest, loveliest cat at the ball and she had upon her fine gilded whiskers.
- Leaving her lipstick on a glass as a reminder.
- her beauty broke my bones, shattered my thoughts, tore apart my soul
- Her eyes were gray like a storm, and even more dangerous
- On Her Majesty's Secret Service
- Say that turning a teenage girl to stone is depriving the world of her
- For Emily, Whenever I May Find Her
- She thought about giving him her heart
- She found her bliss between the headphones, and pursed her lips.
- my baby sleeps on her head
- She does not rustle but her flesh has the moonlit shade of a silver birch
- Tomoko Uemura in Her Bath
- Did You Fuck Her?
- I Saw Her Again Last Night
- Association of Her Majesty's Inspectors of Taxes
- The shrapnel of her self destructive nature
- Dusk and Her Embrace
- A Leela of Her Own
- 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
- Brood War
- The Bride Stripped Bare by Her Bachelors, Even
- A Jury of Her Peers
- I ran over an old woman with her own car
- Tell Stacey I love her
- How to test if your mother REALLY has eyes in the back of her head
- When she woke up, her hands were still dreaming
- I don't tell her these things, and she doesn't ask
- Bernice Bobs Her Hair III
- I saw her clothes piled on the floor, and I cried for her
- The look in her eyes
- Her face could make the ocean ache
- knots and ribbons at the ends of her arms
- 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
- her
- Now I know why I get the urge to kill her
- She said, while hugging a bowl of turnips close to her bosom
- I met Death face to face, and I mocked her!
- I could hear her thoughts
- To Her Mind
- The colors flow through her like a rainbow
- In her tomb by the sounding sea
- the sky opened above her
- How I invented Anna and made her a character in all my stories
- Seems I might have stolen the blue part of her rainbow, but all I really did was make it bigger, a way bigger blue
- Herr Bob_root (category)
- Debra Ann's got a tiger in her hips
- 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
- Her Majesty's Loyal Opposition
- Written in her French Psalter
- A really good sandwich that ideath could make to take to work with her
- Alice without opening her eyes says You have to stop crying you are shaking the bed.
- As the band laughed, her finger traced his spine, and he folded into her
- They walk around her like she is in danger of breaking
- Let Her Go Down
- Fuck and please her like never before with the Stimulator!
- I wonder sometimes if it is milk in her hair, full of sweetness,
- alpha in her blood
- The portion of her face she allows me to see
- At night, her eyes closed, she would
- 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
- the way she wears her weary
- 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.
- Brood Wars
- The Lark and Her Young Ones
- the small of her back
- A Jury of Her Peers: 2
- What makes her so cute?
- See her talk
- Tied up tight, like a bride on her wedding night
- so that all her children will be adventurers in light
- A hollow longing in her that will last
- Bernice Bobs Her Hair IV
- Her eyes were beautiful in the moonlight
- Louisa & Her Blue Guitar
- No hero in her sky
- Devil up her sleeve
- 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
- Someone set her face on fire and put it out with an anchor chain
- I haven't seen her in a month. She is still beautiful.
- I never called her momma
- And her knee touched mine
- To hear her sing
- This Motion Encompassed in the Touch of Her Lips
- Just ring her, for Christ's sake
- An incomplete poem in her head
- Herr (user)
- Hannah and Her Sisters
- her kitty cat_root (category)
- it was just as if she held her breath for 82 years
- 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
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