Findings:
- She ties regrets around her fingers like forget-me-knots
- All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
- I don't like her because she won't like me
- You can play with my ex-girlfriend, but treat her like the lady that she is.
- She found her bliss between the headphones, and pursed her lips.
- She was most amazed by the obvious, like January and the fact that I could not possibly keep her.
- They walk around her like she is in danger of breaking
- She wears her failed relationships like a shield
- Would you like to penetrate her shell, insinuating yourself among the pages of the books she is reading?
- What's she gonna look like with a chimney on her?
- She told me I looked like a Henry, and this is how she would know me
- What do girls think about guys when they catch guys staring at their breasts, but the guy is actually trying to read her shirt?
- It happened to everyone else; she swore it wouldn't to her
- She grew a little older, while he was telling her
- Veronica loves manipulating her vagina until she explodes
- her lips on mine
- She sat in virginal white, eyes closed, with only her face in rose
- little pieces of her tragically poetic attempts at being loved that she was startlingly aware of, today
- i gave her my heart. she gave me a pen.
- She tasted like whiskey and blood and cemetery dirt.
- She was never mine. I always shared her.
- She who leaves men as flaming wrecks in the ditch on the side of the road in her wake, yea, even submarines
- She is like an onion
- She asked me to copy my poem into her notebook
- She was inside the music, with her eyes closed
- Some nights, alone, he thinks of her, and some nights, alone, she thinks of him
- Even the moon likes to change her colors
- She opened her eyes, looked at a world made entirely of white light
- Her grief is still too young to behave itself, so she never lets it out
- The emotion on her face was always the one that she was feeling in her heart
- It clings to her like dedication in the rain
- She always was devious in her beauty
- 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 don't think she even knows that I make her smile
- A dose of mystery slipped into her cocktail while she was in the ladies' room
- That week with her was like drinking bubbles
- She didn't wave goodbye so much as slightly raise her hand
- When I look into her eyes, I no longer care about what the world thinks. This is what it feels like to be alive.
- She opened her eyes and spoke in a very normal voice, just as if she were sane
- She plugs her tears in the way you'd keep a dam from breaking
- She tastes like gingerbread, too.
- She was a committed romantic and an anarcha-feminist. This was hard for her because it meant she couldn't blow up beautiful buildings.
- She had eyes like the Blue Screen of Death
- does she need to touch her own face to know?
- I feel like I don't know her for a moment. It passes.
- 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.
- Her eyes were gray like a storm, and even more dangerous
- She was like a candle in the wind: unreliable
- She does not rustle but her flesh has the moonlit shade of a silver birch
- And she, with her beautiful words and such a fire burning inside
- She practices her speech
- When she was new, she rolled around the sky like a black umbrella blown by the wind
- When she woke up, her hands were still dreaming
- I don't tell her these things, and she doesn't ask
- I told her I could read her mind, but she didn't believe me. I could tell.
- Kisses your lips like the world is about to end
- We kissed like we had never tasted lips
- "He" is actually a buxom blonde bisexual sorority girl. The net is like that.
- The colors flow through her like a rainbow
- She must be what cocaine is like
- She had fingernails that shined like justice
- People in prison should be treated like animals
- She thought about giving him her heart
- Fuck and please her like never before with the Stimulator!
- The portion of her face she allows me to see
- At night, her eyes closed, she would
- 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?
- I like it when I dream of her. It's the only time we get to talk.
- She doesn't look like Mother anymore
- She Came and Went Like Wind (A Selkie Story)
- Lips Like Sugar
- Tied up tight, like a bride on her wedding night
- She said, while hugging a bowl of turnips close to her bosom
- This Motion Encompassed in the Touch of Her Lips
- it was just as if she held her breath for 82 years
- while she sleeps, i write myself into her life
- When that cow would walk it was like she was dancing
- She is so beautiful, I gave up Nihilism for her
- I ate her love like a nine-piece bucket of chicken
- why she makes her wishes at 7:07
- She was a Surrealist Woman, She was like a Figure in a Dream
- she can't remember what it's like to be found
- 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
- She is the queen of accidental magic. Her used kleenexes, taken by the wind, become soulful ghosts.
- She sat down in black pants and mules, and I pulled up a chair to listen to her reading Billy Collins
- I would have liked thunder when she left
- I haven't seen her in a month. She is still beautiful.
- He touched her once and she turned into a golden creature. He never touched her again.
- She couldn't imagine that he liked dancing
- Robert Lionel Fanthorpe fills up the word count in a science fiction novel: she brushed her teeth
- Her perception of how gorgeous she is will be evident in her lack of movement during sex
- She calls him Sugarcane. He calls her Hurricane.
- I come home, she lifted up her wings. I guess that this must be the place.
- The Chair she sat in, like a burnished throne
- For a lawyer she was surprisingly like a child. Sometimes.
- Spinning shapes like a song out of order. In the dark she can see fireflies.
- She bruised her knee. This is how we met.
- 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
- You put a hand on her hip, she permits it.
- She is like a kaleidoscope, a strange attractor, a superstition
- Since she whom I lov'd hath paid her last debt
- She flies with her own wings
- Sometimes the apathy she saw made her want to curl up and cry
- serene. She sips her tea
- I got a girl in the war, Paul, her eyes are like champagne
- And her legs went on forever, like staring up at infinity
- She Will Have Her Way
- She is the sea. Above her, he is thunder.
- She was so quiet that nobody heard her
- A soft wonder bites her lips
- She Will Have Her Way: The Songs Of Tim & Neil Finn
- she gave herself that holocaust haircut. cinnamon colored clippings cover the motel bedspread like sprinkles.
- Gloss over the losses, like they're an old pair of lips
- 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
- Her innocence fell. She kicked at it some, frowned, and left it there because it was beautiful.
- her ardent eyebrows are charcoal scimitars taut above eyes that breeze like open windows
- Her self image was not the force field she imagined it to be
- Drinking is like daring the universe to kick my ass
- Pretty like fire
- Body modification is like stereo equipment
- Boy, You Fight Like A Girl
- It feels like fingernails across the moon. Or do you rub your wings together?
- Sparkling like a star in his hand, melting like a snowflake
- Broken like a cheap Barbie
- Blink, and I will fade away like the mist on the beautiful morning of your birth
- heard that liked it bought the tape (document)
- Bikes need regular service just like cars
- Mouth like Bechet
- His name came up like a match on wooden me
- I always liked the breasts that talked about existentialism.
- Like a series of broken falls
- What really matters is what you like, not what you are like
- I like my breasts the way they are
- I could use some new habits, like holding you
- Like, Love, Lust, and the Open Halls of the Soul
- lip service
- The softest brushes of lips against cheek
- Fast-talking career gal who thought she was one of the boys
- She arose and said matter-of-factly
- The vacuum she left
- She leaves a busy emptiness in the room
- She didn't believe in transcendence
- To Him She Is A Beauty
- She was the seed of a strange tomorrow
- I put my head down and hoped to God she wasn't looking at me
- If there is a heaven, she is there.
- Hours pass, but she still counts the minutes
- Isabelle is a fierce hunter; she won't stand for the wrong prey
- Absentmindedly she
- Animal Farm
- Animal, vegetable or mineral
- Familiars and Totem Animals - Their Attributes
- The Big Animal
- Animal Liberation
- The innate preference of all animals for novelty
- The Author to Her Book
- The woman with her legs apart
- Her knees
- 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
- Of how Signy sent the Children of her and Siggeir to Sigmund
- Just kiss her
- 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
- Being licked to death by kittens
- Spies Like Us
- insulting people you like
- Fuck me like you fucked that horse
- Like A Friend
- If the real world were like the internet
- Greeks like their women armless
- DSL is like heroin
- Just like tomato soup
- times like those
- Why I like sex
- That gum you like is going to come back in style
- Playing guitar is like kissing
- You felt like home
- I want it to be more like the things I write
- Shimmer over bridges like the river was a dream
- Dear beautiful like an orange blossom: What is the nice surprise?
- spreading like wildfire
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