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Hands cupped into a half circle, he bent foward to help her catch a light
His hand speaks a foreign language to her ribs.
putting down her palette and brushes
Gaily they went down in the lush field a treasure of valuables or specie or bullion lodged with a crust of bread into her coat of arms weaving currying the embroidering of silk in summer.
GammaGirl, Nothing can slow her down
She thought about giving him her heart
before the internet when teen had REAL relationship the boy could look at the girl and judge the diameter of her thorax with his feelers and determine whether the mating ritual could commence but NO MORE. evil woman use her computer sorcery
You put a hand on her hip, she permits it.
Kitty interrupts his murky float with the nail gun splash of her stiletto song
At her mirror, his muse
Laid down on the bed that wasn't her own
As the band laughed, her finger traced his spine, and he folded into her
All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
Her hands on my back; slipping into sleep
How you gonna keep her down on the farm
waiting for his arms to fold like wings around her
Michael Moved Out to Live with His Bitch & Her Dog
The old hands you’ve baked around hers
When she woke up, her hands were still dreaming
My hands on her back; slipping into sleep
Her hand on my heart
She didn't wave goodbye so much as slightly raise her hand
If her secrets spilled from her eyes into his
Only her hands would give her away
The Cook, The Thief, His Wife and Her Lover
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.
His and Her Circumstances
His ex-wife was so frigid, her clitoris was only the tip of the iceberg.
His 'N' Hers
river, in all his innocent beauty and home in hers
Her hips made waves against his shore
Let Her Go Down
Performing her communion with quick slashes up and down her arm
I was sure it was her
The Lark and Her Young Ones
My hands in his pockets
I ran over an old woman with her own car
A man who never sees a pretty girl without loving her a little
Of course I refused, afraid of what his hands might feel like
A really good sandwich that ideath could make to take to work with her
Take Her in Your Arms
watching her dance
All that was left of her was a damp handkerchief
Don't tell her she's beautiful
All acts of love and pleasure are her rituals
Rosy Palm and her five daughters
Making her presence known
A woman and her Cock
I can see her face
Every normal man must be tempted at times to spit on his hands, hoist the black flag, and start slitting throats
My preconceived view of perfection could not accommodate her.
I don't like her because she won't like me
A Fallen Caryatid Holding Her Stone
She bruised her knee. This is how we met.
They walk around her like she is in danger of breaking
Uh, are you looking at my joystick to impress her, or are you just an asshole?
What makes her so cute?
I met Death face to face, and I mocked her!
I once helped Jason Priestley's girlfriend find his dick
He Died with a Felafel in His Hand
Since she whom I lov'd hath paid her last debt
Her back
Her Majesty
I haven't seen her in a month. She is still beautiful.
What do I call her?
Robert Lionel Fanthorpe fills up the word count in a science fiction novel: she brushed her teeth
Someone set her face on fire and put it out with an anchor chain
Herr Bob (user)
to let her know
Property of Her Majesty The Queen
Feel her pain
Her perception of how gorgeous she is will be evident in her lack of movement during sex
Her knees
The sad thing is, if you get her you'll be sick of her in a year
Song of a Young Lady to her Ancient Lover
I can't tell the girl I love that I love her
Her Voice
It happened to everyone else; she swore it wouldn't to her
I don't think I would want to date her now, anyway
I passed her on the street
She flies with her own wings
She wears her failed relationships like a shield
A Jury of Her Peers
It’s in his name and his clothes and his hands and his lips
Bukowski stands alone, the bar bell's hammer in his hand
Sparkling like a star in his hand, melting like a snowflake
hers
So while Faust is busy trying to wipe the blood off his face and Shorty's trying to claw his eyes out, I mosey away and try my hand at storming the castle
Herr
The Help moJoe find his Biological Mother Project
I do not see her
Neko Case and Her Boyfriends
My love in her attire doth show her wit
Take Her up to Monto
Written with a Diamond on her Window at Woodstock
her lips on mine
The Bride Stripped Bare by Her Bachelors, Even
Lady Daibu And Her Lover
For Emily, Whenever I May Find Her
Making her presence known (part 2)
I remember when it was me who made her skin flush
Her Body Had Knots and Hollows
Who let her get at the Johnny Walker
I don't think of her
To Her Door
She asked me to copy my poem into her notebook
I never called her momma
dance with her
her eyes
Stand in the doorway and watch her
Somewhere someone is tired of taking her shit
What do girls think about guys when they catch guys staring at their breasts, but the guy is actually trying to read her shirt?
I still find strands of her hair in bed
Things I've learned from living with an unwed mother and her two small children
Don't Kill Her Daddy with Careless Talk
She found her bliss between the headphones, and pursed her lips.
Bathe her and bring her to me
She ties regrets around her fingers like forget-me-knots
I gave her two daisies. This is how I met your mother.
Her Headlights Illuminated a Death
The Soul selects her own Society
I could hear her thoughts
The sun was caught playing unashamedly in her auburn hair, setting our world on fire with giddiness
I watched her from afar
Wouldn't it be nice if I could remember her
How Ozma Refused to Fight for Her Kingdom
using a circle to dot her "i"s
If you really care about someone, do not tell her to fuck off
my baby sleeps on her head
Sleepless amid her ships, her houses, her incalculable wealth
From Her to Eternity
And her knee touched mine
Wouldn't it be nice if I could remember her as a firework
Alice without opening her eyes says You have to stop crying you are shaking the bed.
If my roommate doesn't keep his hands off my shit, I'm gonna fuck him up
Adam Smith and His Amazing Invisible Hand
A guitar is easy in his hands / so is an airplane / so is a pen
The Ground Beneath Her Feet
her
I am giving you every opportunity to let me down
Her braid; I obeyed
Her Majesty's Loyal Opposition
The Bitch and Her Whelps
On Her Majesty's Secret Service
The hand you hold is the hand that holds you down
Do Her
a total loss of control over her life
Her Royal Highness
Now I know why I get the urge to kill her
I never saw her again
The Woman and Her Hen
Say that turning a teenage girl to stone is depriving the world of her
Ribbed for her pleasure
Her Handwriting
Things you can tell just by looking at her
If You Followed Her Gaze
The Author to Her Book
Written in her French Psalter
If this were in person, I would have kissed her now
The Lark Burying Her Father
The Old Woman And Her Pig
her arms around me
the small of her back
Meant For Her
Looking back from time to time, her tears falling fast
I daydream of her
Calling her number and having a male voice answer
Making her presence known (Part 3)
I think I've forgiven her
She said, while hugging a bowl of turnips close to her bosom
right under her surface
I don't want to see her
Someone outlined against the sky, the sun too bright to see her face
putting on her makeup
Since I left her
A New Student and Her Father
A Jury of Her Peers: 2
The Saran Wrap Dominatrix and Her Cellophane Bondage Slave
Pig on her back
Including her knees and a dragon made from a sock
Funny -- she looks much smaller from outside her head
Her name was Natalie
I remember when it was me who made her toilet flush

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