Findings:
- You put a hand on her hip, she permits it.
- She plugs her tears in the way you'd keep a dam from breaking
- From Her to Eternity
- 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.
- while she sleeps, i write myself into her life
- Listen to me, because I am in the soapbox. This is the voice of the soapbox. I am calling to you. Do you hear the sounds of my soaply siren song? My syntactically sweet strumming along to sequential sequestrations of symmetrically snakey st
- she is the sort of woman who, when put to the magnifying glass, refused to burn
- Saturday night, the words falling from her lips
- At night, her eyes closed, she would
- Put That Thing Back Where it Came From or So Help Me
- Why don't we become completely independent and make our own everything
- I would have attempted to draw her if she had stayed that way.
- Her perception of how gorgeous she is will be evident in her lack of movement during sex
- Robert Lionel Fanthorpe fills up the word count in a science fiction novel: she brushed her teeth
- I dreamed of her pulse long before I took it from her
- Her innocence fell. She kicked at it some, frowned, and left it there because it was beautiful.
- When she sleeps, is she not moving her legs aside for an unknown garrison?
- You can play with my ex-girlfriend, but treat her like the lady that she is.
- If her secrets spilled from her eyes into his
- For every delayed technology there is a sudden, completely unexpected advance that jumps at us from the shadows
- On she went. The woods were deep and still.
- She Called in Her Soul to Come and See
- She crashed her car trying to avoid a butterfly
- She has given up on shoes completely.
- Inches away from her face
- Went to Coney Island on a Mission From God... Be Back by Five
- Look, she is also mostly confident front.
- 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 flies with her own wings
- She always was all tea and oranges that came all the way from China
- does she need to touch her own face to know?
- Veronica loves manipulating her vagina until she explodes
- she left her handwriting all over the calendar
- Her self image was not the force field she imagined it to be
- She is willing to attempt to retrieve the data. Go with her.
- She gets caught in the little world beneath her sheets
- She was never mine. I always shared her.
- I watched her from afar
- She always confused her greys with white.
- She knows no truth except her own.
- She put the "romance" in "necromancer"
- it went exactly as she expected
- I put my head down and hoped to God she wasn't looking at me
- She smokes. It wraps around her wrists and clings to her neck.
- The naked woman raises herself on her elbow and continues her monologue in the direction of the bath
- She, the Last Leviathan. She, the Station Agent. Chin on her Palm, she Watches Every Departure.
- the linear and the docile go feral at her command. we're on the run from rogue rivers and predatory trains.
- how many bird nests would be made from her lovely hair
- 'twas the telltale tink-tock of marionettes, he felt certain, that jingle-jangled from behind her shower curtain
- God is a pretty girl across the bar who smiles and waves in your direction; and you think she is waving at you
- The revolution does not put dreams on trial. Nor does it save us from nightmares.
- She thought about giving him her heart
- She said, while hugging a bowl of turnips close to her bosom
- trying to put together a single jigsaw puzzle from two different boxes
- 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 does not rustle but her flesh has the moonlit shade of a silver birch
- She found her bliss between the headphones, and pursed her lips.
- Having knowledge is not the same as having understanding. You can have all the pieces in front of you and still not be able to put the puzzle together.
- Tasty Bits from the Technology Front
- serene. She sips her tea
- When she woke up, her hands were still dreaming
- She always was devious in her beauty
- She opened her eyes, looked at a world made entirely of white light
- She is the queen of accidental magic. Her used kleenexes, taken by the wind, become soulful ghosts.
- She was inside the music, with her eyes closed
- She is so beautiful, I gave up Nihilism for her
- She didn't wave goodbye so much as slightly raise her hand
- why she makes her wishes at 7:07
- And she, with her beautiful words and such a fire burning inside
- 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 disappeared as if he had only dreamed her
- she lit her thumb on fire
- 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
- She was the prettiest, loveliest cat at the ball and she had upon her fine gilded whiskers.
- Sometimes the apathy she saw made her want to curl up and cry
- Things I've learned from living with an unwed mother and her two small children
- 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
- you never once told her how beautiful she was nor how much you truly loved her
- she gave her heart to a falling star
- She asked me to read her a poem
- She Came and Went Like Wind (A Selkie Story)
- She Came and Went
- Her sleeves ride up on her arms when she moves
- She went out through the bathroom window
- I gave her my heart, she tore it apart, and who gives a fart.
- A girl I know had her jaw wired shut, and she vomited.
- She threw herself from the bed
- Today I clean her little fingerprints from my window
- I hide in the darkness of the cry that comes from her throat
- Including her knees and a dragon made from a sock
- She saved me from Hylas' fate
- I bet she drinks from the bottle
- 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 tries to hold the wind, stop it from crying
- She is lobbing rainbows at me from across the room and I am swallowing them like fear.
- I tried to memorise her, from beginning to end
- Funny -- she looks much smaller from outside her head
- wipe the sweat from your brow and put a smile on your face
- 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.
- Since she whom I lov'd hath paid her last debt
- She ties regrets around her fingers like forget-me-knots
- I haven't seen her in a month. She is still beautiful.
- Someone set her face on fire and put it out with an anchor chain
- Tales from the front desk
- It happened to everyone else; she swore it wouldn't to her
- She wears her failed relationships like a shield
- I don't like her because she won't like me
- Her grief is still too young to behave itself, so she never lets it out
- She opened her eyes and spoke in a very normal voice, just as if she were sane
- She calls him Sugarcane. He calls her Hurricane.
- They walk around her like she is in danger of breaking
- She asked me to copy my poem into her notebook
- Rogue transmission, intercepted from the front…
- All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
- 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.
- 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.
- She sat in virginal white, eyes closed, with only her face in rose
- She who leaves men as flaming wrecks in the ditch on the side of the road in her wake, yea, even submarines
- She does not take her trip. She does not shout out loud.
- The portion of her face she allows me to see
- The emotion on her face was always the one that she was feeling in her heart
- the way she wears her weary
- it was just as if she held her breath for 82 years
- And her legs went on forever, like staring up at infinity
- I don't think she even knows that I make her smile
- What's she gonna look like with a chimney on her?
- She Will Have Her Way
- She Will Have Her Way: The Songs Of Tim & Neil Finn
- She was most amazed by the obvious, like January and the fact that I could not possibly keep her.
- I told her I could read her mind, but she didn't believe me. I could tell.
- if you fear spells, look away when she decides to share her hair with the wind.
- A dose of mystery slipped into her cocktail while she was in the ladies' room
- she had already found her party
- She practices her speech
- 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 picked herself up, wiping away at her dignity
- Because I still love her, because I know she still loves me.
- She is the sea. Above her, he is thunder.
- She was so quiet that nobody heard her
- Some nights, alone, he thinks of her, and some nights, alone, she thinks of him
- Would you like to penetrate her shell, insinuating yourself among the pages of the books she is reading?
- Looking back from time to time, her tears falling fast
- She asked me if I loved her and I showed her the tattoo
- She said her father died of cancer in the sixties
- She nicknamed her vagina "Crusty"
- She keeps her lies everywhere
- He said 'tentacle porn', so I stuck my dick in a toaster and went from there
- completely secure
- A few minutes is all it will take sometimes to completely undo me
- We completely understand the public's concern about futuristic robots feeding on the human population, but that is not our mission.
- Edward Feser's completely male God
- Directions to Monkey Island
- sense of direction
- no sense of direction yet still going somewhere
- line of direction
- Bartender's Friend - General Directions
- Warning: Splinters off into a thousand directions
- Directions for Singing
- Galactic Directions
- Drinking from the water hose
- He was there, and then he wasn't, and with him went those memories
- Steady Sounds from the Underground
- From Beyond
- Exile: Escape From the Pit
- An eternity spent apart from God
- Getting Saved From the Sixties
- There once was a man from Nantucket
- Having run away from a wedding reception
- Home away from home
- Withdraw yourself from the situation
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