Findings:
- He tells me that I could have his heart and I want to take it right then, slip it into my pocket and run
- As the band laughed, her finger traced his spine, and he folded into her
- If her secrets spilled from her eyes into his
- The Cook, The Thief, His Wife and Her Lover
- Spilling over into words, we run out of space too soon
- She's a stallion, let her run
- while she sleeps, i write myself into her life
- Zebras painted on her walls
- The walls of his apartment
- The kinda guy whose SO wants to install a video camera in his head
- Why you don't want to piss her off
- Lead us not into temptation....
- I tiptoe back into myself so I can run from what I was
- Michael Moved Out to Live with His Bitch & Her Dog
- He touched her once and she turned into a golden creature. He never touched her again.
- Sorry to eat and run, but I've got to go stop Lincoln from killing Hitler in his crib
- Her lack of response opened a gate through which my mind started to wander, into a wilderness where the shadows all had teeth...
- He loved her so much, he wanted to do her autopsy
- Things I don't want to see on my Facebook Wall
- Dipping your hand into molten lead
- I want to reach my hand into the dark and feel what reaches back
- His ex-wife was so frigid, her clitoris was only the tip of the iceberg.
- His 'N' Hers
- Want (the state of not having her)
- My hands on her back; slipping into sleep
- surrounded by stars, her dark hair blending into the fabric of the night sky
- A dose of mystery slipped into her cocktail while she was in the ladies' room
- His and Her Circumstances
- His love was enormous; it cleared rooms that desperately wanted to be full.
- watch his heart turning into rock
- river, in all his innocent beauty and home in hers
- 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
- left everything on his desk and walked out into the bright sunlight
- run into the ground
- Do you imagine that his mind may have found its worldline, a track for it to fit into?
- a constant, low wind trembles through him, catching his words and sending them out into the world
- I don't want to set the world on fire. I just want to start a flame in her heart.
- A rose in candlelight, her curves dance upon the wall
- There is a perfectly rational explanation for why I am banging my head into the wall
- wall run
- I don't want to see her
- the holes grow into the walls
- Things you don't want to hear (but will) when you get into bed with a girl
- Thoughts on a beer run into the Quarter on a Saturday night
- At her mirror, his muse
- She asked me to copy my poem into her notebook
- Her hands on my back; slipping into sleep
- 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 hips made waves against his shore
- Hands cupped into a half circle, he bent foward to help her catch a light
- Kitty interrupts his murky float with the nail gun splash of her stiletto song
- An ocean away and here he was, seeping into her
- When I look into her eyes, I no longer care about what the world thinks. This is what it feels like to be alive.
- Just because I'm nice to her doesn't mean I want to fuck her
- How to be strong for her, when all you want is to depend on her
- 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.
- waiting for his arms to fold like wings around her
- His hand speaks a foreign language to her ribs.
- the linear and the docile go feral at her command. we're on the run from rogue rivers and predatory trains.
- Sometimes the apathy she saw made her want to curl up and cry
- Why I didn't want to find his love letters in my copy of East of Eden
- Meanwhile, the PILOT, who has been laughing hysterically through the entire sequence, finally loses it. He falls out of his chair and bangs his head against the panel, causing the ship to lose control and crash into a nearby planet
- His magnolia walls
- when you're done, you can let her die if that's what you want. Or you can wake her.
- I want to hear about his day in person
- Any man can handle adversity. If you want to test his character, give him power.
- The Man Who Flew Into Space From His Apartment
- Run and turn into butter
- George W. Bush and His Foray into Nuclear Physics
- All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
- I don't think I would want to date her now, anyway
- Words carved into the walls
- Kevin runs into a Peterbilt
- Her raised middle finger came into focus
- He backed the verbal car into the garage, only to crash it into the wall
- I didn't read it but I want to get into the author's pants
- Don't piss into the wind unless you want to get wet
- There's a sign on the wall. But she wants to be sure. Cause you know sometimes words have two meanings.
- I want to run...
- You may want to look into the possibility that you too are acting like a dick.
- Shave your head and run naked into the woods.
- Did my pussy just run into you?
- My mother wants her mother to die
- You want to reassure her, but you don't know where to start
- If only I could get into her head
- her
- Do Her
- Her braid; I obeyed
- The Milk-Woman and Her Pail
- 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 Royal Highness
- Written with a Diamond on her Window at Woodstock
- Take Her in Your Arms
- Neko Case and Her Boyfriends
- Ribbed for her pleasure
- Written in her French Psalter
- Things you can tell just by looking at her
- Since she whom I lov'd hath paid her last debt
- Take Her up to Monto
- The Author to Her Book
- My love in her attire doth show her wit
- If You Followed Her Gaze
- putting on her makeup
- I daydream of her
- For Emily, Whenever I May Find 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
- The Old Woman And Her Pig
- Her Majesty
- Who let her get at the Johnny Walker
- I haven't seen her in a month. She is still beautiful.
- I remember when it was me who made her skin flush
- 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
- 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
- watching her dance
- Herr Bob (user)
- dance with her
- I met Death face to face, and I mocked her!
- I never called her momma
- Bathe her and bring her to me
- I still find strands of her hair in bed
- Her knees
- A man who never sees a pretty girl without loving her a little
- Property of Her Majesty The Queen
- 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 don't like her because she won't like me
- Somewhere someone is tired of taking her shit
- She found her bliss between the headphones, and pursed her lips.
- My preconceived view of perfection could not accommodate her.
- Her perception of how gorgeous she is will be evident in her lack of movement during sex
- Don't Kill Her Daddy with Careless Talk
- Feel her pain
- Performing her communion with quick slashes up and down her arm
- notes I never gave her
- My girlfriend and her pillow
- To Her Face
- To Her Body
- To Her Mind
- To hear her sing
- Helping people cheat
- The Dancefloor is our Mother. Her heart beats at 125 BPM.
- A soft wonder bites her lips
- I dreamed of her pulse long before I took it from her
- The movie in her mind
- after her, I took my coffee black
- Nice Legs, Shame About Her Face
- 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 does not rustle but her flesh has the moonlit shade of a silver birch
- Let Her Go Down
- Victoria Wood
- Today I saw her again
- Dig up her bones
- The world is her sketchbook
- standing off to the side of the lobby, watching the hostess adjust her hair
- These things matter to her
- How to test if your mother REALLY has eyes in the back of her head
- Tied up tight, like a bride on her wedding night
- I am the child with her nose pressed up against the window.
- 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.
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