Findings:
- Just ring her, for Christ's sake
- Only her big toes were painted
- As the band laughed, her finger traced his spine, and he folded into her
- sunset rainwater turns her sidewalk chalk-art into a sherbert delight; a surprise gift from chaos that tumbles her like tinkling bells onto the wet grass
- Her raised middle finger came into focus
- She ties regrets around her fingers like forget-me-knots
- Rosy Palm and her five daughters
- Lady Daibu And Her Lover
- All acts of love and pleasure are her rituals
- I ran over an old woman with her own car
- 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
- She is the queen of accidental magic. Her used kleenexes, taken by the wind, become soulful ghosts.
- Her faith informed his fiction
- The old hands you've baked around hers
- her (user)
- She's got Zelda Fitzgerald mercury in her veins
- She sat down in black pants and mules, and I pulled up a chair to listen to her reading Billy Collins
- Her back
- Calling her number and having a male voice answer
- dance with her
- I could hear her thoughts
- To hear her sing
- This Motion Encompassed in the Touch of Her Lips
- An incomplete poem in her head
- Herr (user)
- Hannah and Her Sisters
- Herr Geist_root (category)
- Jori Faces her Fear
- 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
- His 'N' Hers
- Pig on her back
- She found her bliss between the headphones, and pursed her lips.
- They walk around her like she is in danger of breaking
- Victoria Wood
- Margaret Thatcher: My Part in her Downfall
- She is so beautiful, I gave up Nihilism for her
- a smiling girl with blonde eyelashes and a sundress. someday i'll find her
- Why you don't want to piss her off
- I ate her love like a nine-piece bucket of chicken
- Zebras painted on her walls
- The Girl with the Sun in her Head
- The kind who tells you she's bipolar just to make you trust her
- The sun broke off of us and I push her anxious wrists away
- Tomorrow, he must tell her that he doesn't love her anymore.
- tell her your feelings
- Emily's Legs and Her Shoes
- hers
- I do not see her
- Meant For Her
- A Jury of Her Peers
- What makes her so cute?
- Make the Moon Cover her Blushing Face
- I am the child with her nose pressed up against the window.
- Herr Korbes
- An ocean away and here he was, seeping into her
- Bernice Bobs Her Hair V
- Herr's Potato Chips
- 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
- On Her Majesty's Secret Service
- Say that turning a teenage girl to stone is depriving the world of her
- Someone outlined against the sky, the sun too bright to see her face
- I met Death face to face, and I mocked her!
- And her knee touched mine
- Helping people cheat
- On Her Face
- At the Cross her Station Keeping
- Der Herr der Ringe
- He touched her once and she turned into a golden creature. He never touched her again.
- The first time I saw her
- 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
- For Emily, Whenever I May Find Her
- She thought about giving him her heart
- My preconceived view of perfection could not accommodate her.
- I passed her on the street
- She calls him Sugarcane. He calls her Hurricane.
- If you loved her, you'd be home by now
- I come home, she lifted up her wings. I guess that this must be the place.
- Calling her absence an example of negative space
- The old man on the bench, for example, made her cry
- Ducks can swim. What about her pearls?
- 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
- her
- Now I know why I get the urge to kill her
- The Bride Stripped Bare by Her Bachelors, Even
- A Jury of Her Peers: 2
- I gave her two daisies. This is how I met your mother.
- 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
- 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
- Her Majesty's Loyal Opposition
- Written in her French Psalter
- She said, while hugging a bowl of turnips close to her bosom
- I never called her momma
- If you really care about someone, do not tell her to fuck off
- 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
- 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
- The Lark and Her Young Ones
- 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.
- Her perception of how gorgeous she is will be evident in her lack of movement during sex
- Sleepless amid her ships, her houses, her incalculable wealth
- 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
- 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.
- Miss Circe Occipital and The Sack of Ring Finger
- Someone set her face on fire and put it out with an anchor chain
- the small of her back
- The sad thing is, if you get her you'll be sick of her in a year
- She bruised her knee. This is how we met.
- 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
- 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
- Things you can tell just by looking at her
- I haven't seen her in a month. She is still beautiful.
- Bathe her and bring her to me
- She flies with her own wings
- 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
- Veronica loves manipulating her vagina until she explodes
- Lady writing a Letter with Her Maid
- All that's left of her is black print
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