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• the way she wears her weary
• She opened her eyes, looked at a world made entirely of white light
• At night, her eyes closed, she would
• She Will Have Her Way: The Songs Of Tim & Neil Finn
• She sat in virginal white, eyes closed, with only her face in rose
• She opened her eyes and spoke in a very normal voice, just as if she were sane
• She was inside the music, with her eyes closed
• She plugs her tears in the way you'd keep a dam from breaking
• She Will Have Her Way
• I would have attempted to draw her if she had stayed that way.
• She does not rustle but her flesh has the moonlit shade of a silver birch
• She nicknamed her vagina "Crusty"
• Her innocence fell. She kicked at it some, frowned, and left it there because it was beautiful.
• 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
• he has her eyes
• She bruised her knee. This is how we met.
• She ties regrets around her fingers like forget-me-knots
• She Called in Her Soul to Come and See
• Her eyes were beautiful in the moonlight
• How to test if your mother REALLY has eyes in the back of her head
• Would you like to penetrate her shell, insinuating yourself among the pages of the books she is reading?
• If her secrets spilled from her eyes into his
• A dose of mystery slipped into her cocktail while she was in the ladies' room
• And her eyes lightnings and her shoulders wings
• All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
• She is a night of dark trees, but he who is not afraid of her darkness will find banks full of roses under her cypresses
• She thought about giving him her heart
• She asked me to copy my poem into her notebook
• She was never mine. I always shared her.
• She calls him Sugarcane. He calls her Hurricane.
• Alice without opening her eyes says You have to stop crying you are shaking the bed.
• She always was devious in her beauty
• she left her handwriting all over the calendar
• Some nights, alone, he thinks of her, and some nights, alone, she thinks of him
• Hands cupped into a half circle, he bent foward to help her catch a light
• Her eyes were gray like a storm, and even more dangerous
• little pieces of her tragically poetic attempts at being loved that she was startlingly aware of, today
• She was the prettiest, loveliest cat at the ball and she had upon her fine gilded whiskers.
• Mom takes off her cape
• while she sleeps, i write myself into her life
• November on her way to winter
• I haven't seen her in a month. She is still beautiful.
• She crashed her car trying to avoid a butterfly
• She knows no truth except her own.
• you never once told her how beautiful she was nor how much you truly loved her
• She wears her failed relationships like a shield
• serene. She sips her tea
• a bottle of cheap wine and cigarettes
• Her perception of how gorgeous she is will be evident in her lack of movement during sex
• When she woke up, her hands were still dreaming
• What's she gonna look like with a chimney on her?
• Calling her absence an example of negative space
• I got a girl in the war, Paul, her eyes are like champagne
• The one the queen keeps her eye on
• If you could see her through my eyes
• her eyes
• She was a committed romantic and an anarcha-feminist. This was hard for her because it meant she couldn't blow up beautiful buildings.
• And she, with her beautiful words and such a fire burning inside
• World In Her Eyes
• I never stopped watching myself reflected in her eyes
• if you fear spells, look away when she decides to share her hair with the wind.
• She is the queen of accidental magic. Her used kleenexes, taken by the wind, become soulful ghosts.
• she had already found her party
• confusion in her eyes that says it all
• She picked herself up, wiping away at her dignity
• She is willing to attempt to retrieve the data. Go with her.
• She was most amazed by the obvious, like January and the fact that I could not possibly keep her.
• She found her bliss between the headphones, and pursed her lips.
• She practices her speech
• She is the sea. Above her, he is thunder.
• You put a hand on her hip, she permits it.
• her eyes can't find you at first
• I am a mental construct in her head
• She asked me to read her a poem
• She always confused her greys with white.
• Robert Lionel Fanthorpe fills up the word count in a science fiction novel: she brushed her teeth
• Since she whom I lov'd hath paid her last debt
• She said, while hugging a bowl of turnips close to her bosom
• She keeps her lies everywhere
• I don't like her because she won't like me
• She, the Last Leviathan. She, the Station Agent. Chin on her Palm, she Watches Every Departure.
• Her grief is still too young to behave itself, so she never lets it out
• She is so beautiful, I gave up Nihilism for her
• Sometimes the apathy she saw made her want to curl up and cry
• 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.
• I am the child with her nose pressed up against the window.
• An ocean away and here he was, seeping into her
• You can play with my ex-girlfriend, but treat her like the lady that she is.
• I don't tell her these things, and she doesn't ask
• He touched her once and she turned into a golden creature. He never touched her again.
• Her way to the top
• She grew a little older, while he was telling her
• I come home, she lifted up her wings. I guess that this must be the place.
• They walk around her like she is in danger of breaking
• Seems I might have stolen the blue part of her rainbow, but all I really did was make it bigger, a way bigger blue
• Calling her number and having a male voice answer
• I followed the light in her eyes around the room, staying within range
• The emotion on her face was always the one that she was feeling in her heart
• Veronica loves manipulating her vagina until she explodes
• She does not take her trip. She does not shout out loud.
• The portion of her face she allows me to see
• Her Violet Eyes
• Her black eyes were surely the source of my angst
• She who leaves men as flaming wrecks in the ditch on the side of the road in her wake, yea, even submarines
• her ardent eyebrows are charcoal scimitars taut above eyes that breeze like open windows
• her eyes were brimming with souls
• The Girl with the Tears in Her Eyes
• The look in her eyes
• does she need to touch her own face to know?
• I don't think she even knows that I make her smile
• She flies with her own wings
• When I look into her eyes, I no longer care about what the world thinks. This is what it feels like to be alive.
• Speculative bangs covered her eyes
• when still her eyes held water
• he doesn't know, but her eyes widen too far
• Her self image was not the force field she imagined it to be
• Her eyes are gold
• She gets caught in the little world beneath her sheets
• When she sleeps, is she not moving her legs aside for an unknown garrison?
• why she makes her wishes at 7:07
• The distractibility of her eyes (sapphire)
• echoes of her glisten in your eyes; i also tear but without linger
• i gave her my heart. she gave me a pen.
• She didn't wave goodbye so much as slightly raise her hand
• Not her voice, but the way her voice changes,
• She disappeared as if he had only dreamed her
• she lit her thumb on fire
• 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 was so quiet that nobody heard her
• A girl I know had her jaw wired shut, and she vomited.
• Because I still love her, because I know she still loves me.
• Her face could make the ocean ache
• I told her I could read her mind, but she didn't believe me. I could tell.
• it was just as if she held her breath for 82 years
• She's beautiful in ways that make her seem fleeting
• I am thankful for the ocean eyes of Shaymus
• She asked me if I loved her and I showed her the tattoo
• I gave her my heart, she tore it apart, and who gives a fart.
• Each month I love in her own way
• the ocean never ceasing in her secret whispers to the land
• She smokes. It wraps around her wrists and clings to her neck.
• she gave her heart to a falling star
• She said her father died of cancer in the sixties
• It happened to everyone else; she swore it wouldn't to her
• Her name was Natalie
• the small of her back
• The sad thing is, if you get her you'll be sick of her in a year
• What do I call her?
• Her Body Had Knots and Hollows
• dance with her
• Funny -- she looks much smaller from outside her head
• her arms around me
• river, in all his innocent beauty and home in hers
• Someone outlined against the sky, the sun too bright to see her face
• The Bride Stripped Bare by Her Bachelors, Even
• The Saran Wrap Dominatrix and Her Cellophane Bondage Slave
• A Fallen Caryatid Holding Her Stone
• I remember when it was me who made her toilet flush
• A New Student and Her Father
• I met Death face to face, and I mocked her!
• A Jury of Her Peers: 2
• To Her Door
• A woman and her Cock
• Looking back from time to time, her tears falling fast
• Making her presence known
• I think I've forgiven her
• Meant For Her
• Making her presence known (Part 3)
• I remember when it was me who made her skin flush
• Making her presence known (part 2)
• Lady Daibu And Her Lover
• Pig on her back
• right under her surface
• to let her know
• Since I left her
• Stand in the doorway and watch her
• I was sure it was her
• The woman with her legs apart
• watching her dance
• Including her knees and a dragon made from a sock
• A Jury of Her Peers
• Herr Bob (user)
• I never called her momma
• Her hands on my back; slipping into sleep
• All acts of love and pleasure are her rituals
• I don't want to see her
• A really good sandwich that ideath could make to take to work with her

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