Findings:
- Only her big toes were painted
- Do Her
- If this were in person, I would have kissed her now
- I think I've forgiven her
- A New Student and Her Father
- She bruised her knee. This is how we met.
- Performing her communion with quick slashes up and down her arm
- 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.
- she left her handwriting all over the calendar
- At her mirror, his muse
- Bernice Bobs Her Hair VI
- On Her Majesty's Service
- Sleep to Dream Her
- His ex-wife was so frigid, her clitoris was only the tip of the iceberg.
- The endless blue sky is not big enough to hold her memories, so it doesn't
- How to be strong for her, when all you want is to depend on her
- Bleed to Love Her
- You put a hand on her hip, she permits it.
- Don't tell me about her
- perfectly natural
- Polish prefix notation
- Tic Tac Toe Chicken
- On Your Toes
- The Milk-Woman and Her Pail
- Take Her up to Monto
- I don't want to see her
- I still find strands of her hair in bed
- She flies with her own wings
- The Dancefloor is our Mother. Her heart beats at 125 BPM.
- 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
- serene. She sips her tea
- A rose in candlelight, her curves dance upon the wall
- Her black eyes were surely the source of my angst
- her dopeness_root (category)
- woman and her husband
- It is her name that I think of when I think about being in love.
- I got a girl in the war, Paul, her eyes are like champagne
- Her Majesty's Revenue and Customs
- blood and carnage and her slow ascent
- And she's walking as if her feet hurt
- There is already a perfectly good word for this
- The Polish Vowel Famine
- toe the line
- I can see her face
- Her Majesty
- to let her know
- Don't Kill Her Daddy with Careless Talk
- I don't think I would want to date her now, anyway
- My mother wants her mother to die
- Bernice Bobs Her Hair
- Lucy Thinks Ricky Is Trying to Murder Her
- Can You Forgive Her?
- somewhere her voice in the night whispering leaves
- Admiring the sanctity of her place settings
- And her legs went on forever, like staring up at infinity
- I still love her (user)
- She Will Have Her Way
- you laugh and then you cry but you're still laughing but you miss her so damn much
- The Life and Adventures of Trobadora Beatrice as Chronicled by her Minstrel Laura
- She is the sea. Above her, he is thunder.
- Inches away from her face
- How to polish shoes
- Polish Boy
- toe brakes
- Her Handwriting
- Her Body Had Knots and Hollows
- Including her knees and a dragon made from a sock
- She wears her failed relationships like a shield
- notes I never gave her
- He gave her a daisy
- November on her way to winter
- The words beneath her words
- Electrify her with a studded rubber nub
- I love her backwards
- All of her seconds were unencumbered
- Call her up, tell her how love is not a question.
- seagulls screaming kiss her kiss her
- Her heart is in little tiny pieces that are going to blow away.
- She was so quiet that nobody heard her
- Small bits of glitter accidently left on her eyelashes
- what she's building now, it isn't much, but it's hers
- In the future, all turds will be perfectly round
- Polish Corridor
- pointed toes
- toe jam (user)
- The Author to Her Book
- The woman with her legs apart
- Her knees
- All that was left of her was a damp handkerchief
- A soft wonder bites her lips
- 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
- The Nymph Complaining for the Death of her Faun
- Her way to the top
- Silver drops her vermeil cheeks depaint
- the pelican in her piety
- Diana and Her Companions
- She Will Have Her Way: The Songs Of Tim & Neil Finn
- Her Unhappyluck
- My hands on her back; slipping into sleep
- let her take me, feed on me, devour me
- Why if I ever meet Nancy Grace, I'll punch her in her yapping poodle-like face
- wasting a perfectly good eternity
- Polish Romanticism
- Tic Tac Toe in Python
- her lips on mine
- Who let her get at the Johnny Walker
- She ties regrets around her fingers like forget-me-knots
- Feel her pain
- The World I Made for Her
- My skin is dark. Hers is the color of certain lilies.
- What's she gonna look like with a chimney on her?
- The Huntress Neglects Her Children
- Center of her own attention
- Life's a Bitch and I'm Her Pimp
- Her photography captured little beautifuls and me
- Elizabeth I's decision to deal with her financial problems
- I keep her in my pocket
- Is this the world of her heart?
- if you fear spells, look away when she decides to share her hair with the wind.
- 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.
- She picked herself up, wiping away at her dignity
- While I watched the leaves get caught in her hair.
- the second night in a row I've avoided taking off this tacky blue nail polish
- How to paint with nail polish
- Square toes
- Herr
- 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
- her reflection is safe
- Her self image was not the force field she imagined it to be
- Not her voice, but the way her voice changes,
- The earth's tears make her smiles bloom
- If there is a God, I hate her
- Perfectly Normal Beast
- Kubrick polishes a turd
- Don't forget the toes
- toe jam_root (category)
- The Bitch and Her Whelps
- 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
- Lady writing a Letter with Her Maid
- All that's left of her is black print
- Her smile
- To Her Coy Mistress
- she's so virginal in her bodily extortion
- radios work better when closer to her skin
- perfectly spherical Jesus
- Polish Potato Salad
- toe side
- I never saw her again
- 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
- Cherish her viscosity
- I set my sister up with her husband, and all I got was this great dress and a trip to Hawaii
- Her hips made waves against his shore
- I miss her
- little pieces of her tragically poetic attempts at being loved that she was startlingly aware of, today
- putting down her palette and brushes
- Despite her station, the quarry was never alone
- Out of the Pulver and the Polished Lens
- toe
- My second toe is longer than my first toe
- 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
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