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• Her hips made waves against his shore
• All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
• His and Her Circumstances
• Michael Moved Out to Live with His Bitch & Her Dog
• Kitty interrupts his murky float with the nail gun splash of her stiletto song
• The Cook, The Thief, His Wife and Her Lover
• His 'N' Hers
• As the band laughed, her finger traced his spine, and he folded into her
• river, in all his innocent beauty and home in hers
• At her mirror, his muse
• His ex-wife was so frigid, her clitoris was only the tip of the iceberg.
• 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
• His hips know the original dance
• Vegas stories: Someone cut his throat
• How the Whale Got His Throat
• His mournful lamenting, like smoke on the mountains
• Orpheus and his Twice Dead bride, Eurydice
• God loves his children. Who's your daddy?
• Reigns Of Tacitus, Probus, Carus And His Sons III
• What I deduced from his reading matter
• one kid against the fence, scuffed shoes, probably a trumpet case at his feet
• Since his eyes were like perfect packed suitcases
• The smell of his cologne still makes me cry
• Alfred Hitchcock's acceptance speech for his 1967 Irving G. Thalberg award
• The boy in the fabulous pants boldly presents his card: "Dr. Famous Teenager, Esq."
• His Last Line
• Buddha on his anniversary
• Is it fair for him to love me when she craves his touch?
• His melancholy smile (user)
• 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
• Innocent contact with his flesh
• His Majesty the Scarecrow
• Edwin Found Jesus in His Big Baggy Jeans
• Pinocchio and his girlfriend
• He Had Not Where To Lay His Head
• Chewbacca can't pronounce his own name
• Koji Gets His Wish
• A man's got to know his limitations
• Regin's tale of his brothers, and of the gold called Andvari's Hoard
• Did you touch any of his blood?
• Synge and the Ireland of his Time: XIV
• When he was little, he laughed in his sleep.
• judge a captain not by his shipwrecks, but by whether or not he blames the sea
• the poet and his beloved
• 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
• Only her big toes were painted
• Cherish her viscosity
• I set my sister up with her husband, and all I got was this great dress and a trip to Hawaii
• 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
• Oedipus-Schmedipus, as long as he loves his mother
• My Uncle, on His 80th Birthday
• He Died with a Felafel in His Hand
• I cried in his arms
• The devil can cite Scripture for his purpose
• The object of war is not to die for your country, but to make the other bastard die for his
• Noni and his Golden Serenaders
• He had a prison of brass built in the hole, and then, when it was finished, he locked up his daughter
• Letter from Nicola Sacco to his counsel, August 18, 1924
• How Eulenspiegel placed himself inside his horse
• that wounded rider knows the intimacies of the river. its earliest mud is still under his fingernails.
• It's in his name and his clothes and his hands and his lips
• The Man Who Flew Into Space From His Apartment
• The walls of his apartment
• How this broke ass college student manages his finances online
• 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
• Herr Kartoffelkopf hat das Tal seltsam gerettet
• Anna and her Mother: spinning me in circles
• Her echo
• These pictures are her past. These pictures are my future.
• green blood excites her Japanese sweaters
• wake up and find her still there
• her hate keeps me warm. her shadows keep me guessing.
• i gave her my heart. she gave me a pen.
• The tears of the earth keep her smile in blooms
• The papier-mâché dinosaur in her mother's toolshed, and its fateful escape
• How the Camel Got His Hump
• Before you criticize someone, you should walk a mile in his shoes
• My brother is still dead... and now I have his car...
• His Desire
• Intrepid Traveller and His Band of Merry Pranksters Look for A Cool Place
• But an unchewed square catches in his windpipe and he crumples to the floor like someone poisoned by life
• The Poet and His Song
• Shaggy Seeks his Stray Brother
• Thoughts for Oliver on His Death
• A Frolic of his Own
• The mad Count Van Snickleheisen and his mysterious ticker
• Doctor Pangloss and his Unpublishable Thoughts
• Saint Pius assures the empire that piety is not the sole impetus for his sainthood
• the grey in his hair had done nothing to tarnish the gleam in his eye
• When he was five, his father made him murder his imaginary friend.
• If You Followed Her Gaze
• I remember when it was me who made her toilet flush
• Property of Her Majesty The Queen
• using a circle to dot her "i"s
• The movie in her mind
• 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.
• Gudrun sends her Sons to avenge Swanhild
• 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
• A salted moment of memories smudged across my face, and I've already forgiven her. It's all over now
• He breaks her heart on a daily basis
• Testing her patience
• i kissed her one last time, then walked out of her life forever
• I dug my claws in her heart
• I met her today, the girl I used to be
• de Molay recanted his confession
• The Ass and His Shadow
• Villanelle of Ye Young Poet's First Villanelle to his Ladye and Ye Difficulties
• My next door neighbor has human heads in his freezer
• Jack, his Girlfriend, and the Two Black Eyes
• Call me back when hair starts growing on his palms
• Galileo: A Democrat Before His Time
• The Biologist's Valediction to His Wife
• Cosimo Cavallaro and his curd appeal
• Werner Herzog Eats His Shoe
• His magnolia walls
• I think this boy's cheese has done slid off his cracker
• Synge and the Ireland of his Time: XII
• His gigantic luminous face trailing cosmic afterimages on the screen
• His Mine (user)
• she is his sounding board
• Her, eating apples
• her arms around me
• Stand in the doorway and watch her
• Wouldn't it be nice if I could remember her as a firework
• Her raised middle finger came into focus
• Dig up her bones
• i clung to her cloak. (or flew)
• Her achilles heel
• I tried to memorise her, from beginning to end
• The Pope and Her Yaks
• The Nun in her Smock
• the linear and the docile go feral at her command. we're on the run from rogue rivers and predatory trains.
• echoes of her glisten in your eyes; i also tear but without linger
• Her Majesty's Government
• Her Purple Satin Thigh
• How Candide Found His Old Master Pangloss Again and What Happened to Him
• Bless his Heart

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