Findings:
- Here her lesser words were freed to tumble
- When she woke up, her hands were still dreaming
- notes I never gave her
- Most of the men were disillusioned long before they met her
- The words were ways of touching and made us want to speak with hands
- She opened her eyes and spoke in a very normal voice, just as if she were sane
- 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
- I cannot find the right words to tell her this
- We were never really friends
- have you found the words to save her?
- Her grief is still too young to behave itself, so she never lets it out
- you never felt her hot blood on your face but, hey, who's keeping track
- She was so quiet that nobody heard her
- How to test if your mother REALLY has eyes in the back of her head
- Her black eyes were surely the source of my angst
- And she, with her beautiful words and such a fire burning inside
- Despite her station, the quarry was never alone
- On feeling haunted by words which were never said
- Fuck and please her like never before with the Stimulator!
- Only her big toes were painted
- If you really care about someone, do not tell her to fuck off
- The words beneath her words
- A man who never sees a pretty girl without loving her a little
- I never saw her again
- If this were in person, I would have kissed her now
- He touched her once and she turned into a golden creature. He never touched her again.
- She was never mine. I always shared her.
- Her eyes were beautiful in the moonlight
- Seems I might have stolen the blue part of her rainbow, but all I really did was make it bigger, a way bigger blue
- All of her seconds were unencumbered
- Saturday night, the words falling from her lips
- the linear and the docile go feral at her command. we're on the run from rogue rivers and predatory trains.
- her eyes were brimming with souls
- His hand speaks a foreign language to her ribs.
- Her eyes were gray like a storm, and even more dangerous
- the ocean never ceasing in her secret whispers to the land
- I never stopped watching myself reflected in her eyes
- you never once told her how beautiful she was nor how much you truly loved her
- A really good sandwich that ideath could make to take to work with her
- Robert Lionel Fanthorpe fills up the word count in a science fiction novel: she brushed her teeth
- I never called her momma
- It happened to everyone else; she swore it wouldn't to her
- I followed the light in her eyes around the room, staying within range
- The movie in her mind
- To Her Mind
- They walk around her like she is in danger of breaking
- Every beautiful woman has someone who is tired of her
- She calls him Sugarcane. He calls her Hurricane.
- She was a committed romantic and an anarcha-feminist. This was hard for her because it meant she couldn't blow up beautiful buildings.
- My girlfriend and her pillow
- She bruised her knee. This is how we met.
- How Ozma Refused to Fight for Her Kingdom
- Never heard of Dr. Mennel
- Her raised middle finger came into focus
- using a circle to dot her "i"s
- Helping people cheat
- To Her Body
- Performing her communion with quick slashes up and down her arm
- after her, I took my coffee black
- Today I saw her again
- My mother wants her mother to die
- I dreamed of her pulse long before I took it from her
- Herr Geist (user)
- Song of a Young Lady to her Ancient Lover
- I gave her two daisies. This is how I met your mother.
- E2 guide to music you've never heard of
- Sleepless amid her ships, her houses, her incalculable wealth
- I passed her on the street
- All that was left of her was a damp handkerchief
- The World I Made for Her
- I don't think I was rude to her, just cold and curt
- I don't think I would want to date her now, anyway
- Uh, are you looking at my joystick to impress her, or are you just an asshole?
- her kitty cat (user)
- Make the Moon Cover her Blushing Face
- To hear her sing
- To Her Face
- See her talk
- She does not rustle but her flesh has the moonlit shade of a silver birch
- I never heard him say "I love you"
- Nice Legs, Shame About Her Face
- A soft wonder bites her lips
- Victoria Wood
- My skin is dark. Hers is the color of certain lilies.
- Let Her Go Down
- The Dancefloor is our Mother. Her heart beats at 125 BPM.
- Tell Stacey I love her
- Her Voice
- I watched her from afar
- She wears her failed relationships like a shield
- Don't tell her she's beautiful
- I could hear her thoughts
- The Soul selects her own Society
- I ran over an old woman with her own car
- She flies with her own wings
- my baby sleeps on her head
- From Her to Eternity
- Remember the first time you heard your parents get really scared?
- And her knee touched mine
- The Cook, The Thief, His Wife and Her Lover
- Rosy Palm and her five daughters
- hers
- her
- The Ground Beneath Her Feet
- Do Her
- Herr
- Her braid; I obeyed
- On Her Majesty's Secret Service
- Her Majesty's Loyal Opposition
- The Milk-Woman and Her Pail
- The Bitch and Her Whelps
- The Lark Burying Her Father
- The Woman and Her Hen
- The Lark and Her Young Ones
- I don't think of her
- I can see her face
- her lips on mine
- a total loss of control over her life
- I do not see her
- Now I know why I get the urge to kill her
- Someone set her face on fire and put it out with an anchor chain
- Her Royal Highness
- Her Handwriting
- Written with a Diamond on her Window at Woodstock
- The Old Woman And Her Pig
- Her Majesty
- Who let her get at the Johnny Walker
- Looking back from time to time, her tears falling fast
- her arms around me
- A woman and her Cock
- Lady Daibu And Her Lover
- Meant For Her
- The Bride Stripped Bare by Her Bachelors, Even
- the small of her back
- river, in all his innocent beauty and home in hers
- I think I've forgiven her
- Her Body Had Knots and Hollows
- Making her presence known
- Making her presence known (part 2)
- Making her presence known (Part 3)
- What do I call her?
- Calling her number and having a male voice answer
- Someone outlined against the sky, the sun too bright to see her face
- She said, while hugging a bowl of turnips close to her bosom
- I haven't seen her in a month. She is still beautiful.
- I remember when it was me who made her skin flush
- I don't want to see her
- The woman with her legs apart
- right under her surface
- I remember when it was me who made her toilet flush
- Her name was Natalie
- Funny -- she looks much smaller from outside her head
- Pig on her back
- She thought about giving him her heart
- Alice without opening her eyes says You have to stop crying you are shaking the bed.
- To Her Door
- I was sure it was her
- to let her know
- She ties regrets around her fingers like forget-me-knots
- A Fallen Caryatid Holding Her Stone
- Stand in the doorway and watch her
- The Saran Wrap Dominatrix and Her Cellophane Bondage Slave
- Since I left her
- All acts of love and pleasure are her rituals
- A Jury of Her Peers
- A Jury of Her Peers: 2
- The sad thing is, if you get her you'll be sick of her in a year
- A New Student and Her Father
- Including her knees and a dragon made from a sock
- her eyes
- She asked me to copy my poem into her notebook
- watching her dance
- Her hands on my back; slipping into sleep
- Herr Bob (user)
- dance with her
- I met Death face to face, and I mocked her!
- Bathe her and bring her to me
- I still find strands of her hair in bed
- Her knees
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