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• All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
• His ex-wife was so frigid, her clitoris was only the tip of the iceberg.
• She grew a little older, while he was telling her
• She was never mine. I always shared her.
• She was so quiet that nobody heard her
• you never once told her how beautiful she was nor how much you truly loved her
• 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.
• The emotion on her face was always the one that she was feeling in her heart
• An ocean away and here he was, seeping into her
• Her innocence fell. She kicked at it some, frowned, and left it there because it was beautiful.
• making certain he was touching her
• it was just as if she held her breath for 82 years
• She was the prettiest, loveliest cat at the ball and she had upon her fine gilded whiskers.
• little pieces of her tragically poetic attempts at being loved that she was startlingly aware of, today
• I got the feeling the Fairy Council was mad at me when the president knocked over her coffee to get a better grip on my neck
• I remember when it was me who made her toilet flush
• He touched her once and she turned into a golden creature. He never touched her again.
• Her grief is still too young to behave itself, so she never lets it out
• 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
• Her self image was not the force field she imagined it to be
• A dose of mystery slipped into her cocktail while she was in the ladies' room
• I remember when it was me who made her skin flush
• She was most amazed by the obvious, like January and the fact that I could not possibly keep her.
• She was a committed romantic and an anarcha-feminist. This was hard for her because it meant she couldn't blow up beautiful buildings.
• All he left her was alone
• I don't remember what her name was so let's call her Doris
• Despite her station, the quarry was never alone
• She was inside the music, with her eyes closed
• She always was devious in her beauty
• I set my sister up with her husband, and all I got was this great dress and a trip to Hawaii
• It was late when he came home; it woke you up
• She is the sea. Above her, he is thunder.
• That was what her hunger was like: mesmerizing, directed, floating like a public secret just under the cloud cover.
• He made me promise I would do this when I was next sad. So I promised myself I would not be sad again.
• If her secrets spilled from her eyes into his
• if you fear spells, look away when she decides to share her hair with the wind.
• She calls him Sugarcane. He calls her Hurricane.
• I was sure it was her
• What's Hecuba to him, or he to Hecuba, that he should weep for her?
• As the band laughed, her finger traced his spine, and he folded into her
• When he was five, his father made him murder his imaginary friend.
• I can never be sure if it was real or just another illusion
• 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
• when you're done, you can let her die if that's what you want. Or you can wake her.
• The sun was caught playing unashamedly in her auburn hair, setting our world on fire with giddiness
• A man who never sees a pretty girl without loving her a little
• Her hair was seaweed and the Pacific wind sang
• She wears her failed relationships like a shield
• Some nights, alone, he thinks of her, and some nights, alone, she thinks of him
• He loved her so much, he wanted to do her autopsy
• river, in all his innocent beauty and home in hers
• When he was little, he laughed in his sleep.
• She plugs her tears in the way you'd keep a dam from breaking
• When she woke up, her hands were still dreaming
• Seems I might have stolen the blue part of her rainbow, but all I really did was make it bigger, a way bigger blue
• When she sleeps, is she not moving her legs aside for an unknown garrison?
• Since she whom I lov'd hath paid her last debt
• That week with her was like drinking bubbles
• She didn't wave goodbye so much as slightly raise her hand
• Her sleeves ride up on her arms when she moves
• So I was balls deep in the guy's ass that night when he turns to me and asks for a kiss. Damn. What a fag.
• All that was left of her was a damp handkerchief
• He stretched out his arms but she was not there
• He had a prison of brass built in the hole, and then, when it was finished, he locked up his daughter
• I don't think I was rude to her, just cold and curt
• Here's Me Inside Her But I Can Tell From Her Vagina She Doesn't Really Care
• She disappeared as if he had only dreamed her
• She is so beautiful, I gave up Nihilism for her
• I come home, she lifted up her wings. I guess that this must be the place.
• 'twas the telltale tink-tock of marionettes, he felt certain, that jingle-jangled from behind her shower curtain
• So bashful when I spied her
• Her name was Natalie
• I learned never to empty the well of my writing, but always to stop when there was still something there in the deep part of the well, and let it refill at night from the springs that fed it.
• Where was her angel all those times the sky clouded over
• there was more poetry in her shopping lists than in any of my rhymes
• She ties regrets around her fingers like forget-me-knots
• Including her knees and a dragon made from a sock
• Her perception of how gorgeous she is will be evident in her lack of movement during sex
• I told her I could read her mind, but she didn't believe me. I could tell.
• So couch, I hear you've been sleeping with her
• while she sleeps, i write myself into her life
• you laugh and then you cry but you're still laughing but you miss her so damn much
• Hands cupped into a half circle, he bent foward to help her catch a light
• What makes her so cute?
• "He was a terrible man," she sobbed, between bites of alimony
• I watched her from afar
• It was daylight when you looked up from your ditch
• she left her handwriting all over the calendar
• Since I left her
• And she, with her beautiful words and such a fire burning inside
• she had already found her party
• I never saw her again
• You put a hand on her hip, she permits it.
• She Will Have Her Way: The Songs Of Tim & Neil Finn
• Looking back from time to time, her tears falling fast
• Now he dances to bring her back.
• The Marlboro Man died of cancer, but he wasn't a rocket scientist when he was healthy, ha ha ha.
• At her mirror, his muse
• Tomorrow, he must tell her that he doesn't love her anymore.
• The portion of her face she allows me to see
• She opened her eyes, looked at a world made entirely of white light
• Inches away from her face
• She who leaves men as flaming wrecks in the ditch on the side of the road in her wake, yea, even submarines
• She practices her speech
• How to be strong for her, when all you want is to depend on her
• Her hips made waves against his shore
• His and Her Circumstances
• She picked herself up, wiping away at her dignity
• She asked me to copy my poem into her notebook
• They walk around her like she is in danger of breaking
• He gave her a daisy
• Which God was cooler, the one from the Old Testament or the one from the New Testament?
• He breaks her heart on a daily basis
• The girl didn't know if she was loved until he said yes.
• when I touch her I hope it's you that smiles
• From Her to Eternity
• She sat in virginal white, eyes closed, with only her face in rose
• She always was all tea and oranges that came all the way from China
• i clung to her cloak. (or flew)
• So there I was, naked and hiding, facing the dissertation committee from the Isle of Lesbos
• I tried to memorise her, from beginning to end
• My friend is dating someone who likes him far more than he likes her
• The class valedictorian was still tripping balls when he was bailed out in time to give the commencement speech at graduation
• does she need to touch her own face to know?
• the way she wears her weary
• It is her name that I think of when I think about being in love.
• The endless blue sky is not big enough to hold her memories, so it doesn't
• At night, her eyes closed, she would
• I don't think she even knows that I make her smile
• She gets caught in the little world beneath her sheets
• why she makes her wishes at 7:07
• So her hat does not blow away
• If I'd have shot her when I met her, I'd be out of jail by now.
• Veronica loves manipulating her vagina until she explodes
• Leaving her lipstick on a glass as a reminder.
• collecting on old debts from when mom was a loan shark
• 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 gave her my heart. she gave me a pen.
• how many bird nests would be made from her lovely hair
• 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 Will Have Her Way
• Gudrun sends her Sons to avenge Swanhild
• In the Fifties, a visitor from Great Britain to New York City notices a young Black woman driving a limousine. A portly middle-aged man, race undetermined, is in the back. Tell her story.
• she's so virginal in her bodily extortion
• Kitty interrupts his murky float with the nail gun splash of her stiletto song
• She found her bliss between the headphones, and pursed her lips.
• What do girls think about guys when they catch guys staring at their breasts, but the guy is actually trying to read her shirt?
• She thought about giving him her heart
• I don't like her because she won't like me
• She bruised her knee. This is how we met.
• As I looked back, he was reveling in his own feces
• He dreamt he was a bulldozer, she dreamt she was alone in an empty bed
• She flies with her own wings
• She does not rustle but her flesh has the moonlit shade of a silver birch
• Tom, He was a Piper's Son
• It happened to everyone else; she swore it wouldn't to her
• Fuck and please her like never before with the Stimulator!
• I'm the only person who'd ever told him to his face he was beautiful.
• How He Didn't Understand Her Whichever
• What's she gonna look like with a chimney on her?
• The Abridged Edition: She was to one side, he was to the other, an untested bridge between them
• Uh, are you looking at my joystick to impress her, or are you just an asshole?
• If you loved her, you'd be home by now
• She had become a mutton for punishment and he was a wolf
• he doesn't know, but her eyes widen too far
• Things I've learned from living with an unwed mother and her two small children
• She opened her eyes and spoke in a very normal voice, just as if she were sane
• Sometimes the apathy she saw made her want to curl up and cry
• he listened so well, he was still curious.
• I dreamed of her pulse long before I took it from her
• I hide in the darkness of the cry that comes from her throat
• He was an ant on an ill-defined mission. She was the trapdoor spider of love.
• so that all her children will be adventurers in light
• Funny -- she looks much smaller from outside her head
• I don't tell her these things, and she doesn't ask
• Today I clean her little fingerprints from my window
• She was coming out as he was going in.
• I tiptoe back into myself so I can run from what I was
• pretends to sleep as he looks her over
• some say he was never here at all
• When I was 21, he was building a Time Machine
• She didn't write like Emily Dickinson, but she did live in a house overlooking a cemetery, and I guess he thought that was important.
• You can play with my ex-girlfriend, but treat her like the lady that she is.
• Would you like to penetrate her shell, insinuating yourself among the pages of the books she is reading?
• The Cook, The Thief, His Wife and Her Lover
• the linear and the docile go feral at her command. we're on the run from rogue rivers and predatory trains.
• he has her eyes
• She is the queen of accidental magic. Her used kleenexes, taken by the wind, become soulful ghosts.
• She does not take her trip. She does not shout out loud.
• Saturday night, the words falling from her lips

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