Findings:
- An ocean away and here he was, seeping into her
- making certain he was touching her
- She was the prettiest, loveliest cat at the ball and she had upon her fine gilded whiskers.
- The emotion on her face was always the one that she was feeling in her heart
- She grew a little older, while he was telling her
- Despite her station, the quarry was never alone
- She was so quiet that nobody heard her
- Her innocence fell. She kicked at it some, frowned, and left it there because it was beautiful.
- there was more poetry in her shopping lists than in any of my rhymes
- Seems I might have stolen the blue part of her rainbow, but all I really did was make it bigger, a way bigger blue
- I don't remember what her name was so let's call her Doris
- A dose of mystery slipped into her cocktail while she was in the ladies' room
- Her hair was seaweed and the Pacific wind sang
- I was wrong about the color changing; your eyes are brown
- Her self image was not the force field she imagined it to be
- She was never mine. I always shared her.
- you never once told her how beautiful she was nor how much you truly loved her
- A Woman of Her Tribe
- All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
- She was inside the music, with her eyes closed
- His ex-wife was so frigid, her clitoris was only the tip of the iceberg.
- She always was devious in her beauty
- Where was her angel all those times the sky clouded over
- 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.
- little pieces of her tragically poetic attempts at being loved that she was startlingly aware of, today
- She was most amazed by the obvious, like January and the fact that I could not possibly keep her.
- I set my sister up with her husband, and all I got was this great dress and a trip to Hawaii
- That week with her was like drinking bubbles
- 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
- All he left her was alone
- it was just as if she held her breath for 82 years
- She was a committed romantic and an anarcha-feminist. This was hard for her because it meant she couldn't blow up beautiful buildings.
- That was what her hunger was like: mesmerizing, directed, floating like a public secret just under the cloud cover.
- 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
- I don't think I was rude to her, just cold and curt
- I was sure it was her
- All that was left of her was a damp handkerchief
- The sun was caught playing unashamedly in her auburn hair, setting our world on fire with giddiness
- Changing on the fly
- Changing Bag
- The shock value of changing your appearance drastically
- Changing the battery on your Pulse CD
- Changing Licence Plate
- Changing Rooms
- The smoking wall and lit numbers changing
- changing the X root window cursor
- Changing Gears
- The Changing Land
- Changing our lives
- I'm changing the climate! Ask me how
- Changing your sexuality
- The Changing Experience of African-American Children Before and After the Civil War
- The changing positions of British political parties
- Changing Words
- The Changing Of The Guard
- Changing standards of male beauty purely by force of will
- The Changing Light At Sandover
- I changed by not changing at all
- Shade the Changing Man
- Changing Lanes
- Changing the value of 5 in FORTRAN
- Changing the side of the road that we drive on
- Changing Planes
- slowly changing dimension
- Changing your name
- The Apparition in the Changing Rooms
- I'm changing the climate! Pull my finger
- The changing voice of the Geico Gecko
- Political Order in Changing Societies
- Changing Your Life For Free (Or, 12-Step Programs?!: WTF Is In It For Me?!)
- because simple is nice, and it's changing my mind
- Rosy Palm and her five daughters
- hers
- her
- The Ground Beneath Her Feet
- Herr
- Her braid; I obeyed
- On Her Majesty's Secret Service
- Her Majesty's Loyal Opposition
- The Milk-Woman and Her Pail
- The Bitch and Her Whelps
- 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 lips on mine
- I never saw her again
- a total loss of control over her life
- I do not see her
- Now I know why I get the urge to kill her
- Someone set her face on fire and put it out with an anchor chain
- Her Royal Highness
- If this were in person, I would have kissed her now
- Her Handwriting
- Written with a Diamond on her Window at Woodstock
- Take Her in Your Arms
- Neko Case and Her Boyfriends
- Ribbed for her pleasure
- Her back
- Say that turning a teenage girl to stone is depriving the world of her
- 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
- His 'N' Hers
- For Emily, Whenever I May Find Her
- You Forget Sometimes There Was Sunshine Back Then
- Making her presence known (part 2)
- Making her presence known (Part 3)
- What do I call her?
- Someone outlined against the sky, the sun too bright to see her face
- She said, while hugging a bowl of turnips close to her bosom
- I haven't seen her in a month. She is still beautiful.
- I don't want to see her
- The woman with her legs apart
- right under her surface
- 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
- to let her know
- She ties regrets around her fingers like forget-me-knots
- 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
- She asked me to copy my poem into her notebook
- watching her dance
- Her hands on my back; slipping into sleep
- 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
- As the band laughed, her finger traced his spine, and he folded into her
- 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
- Things I've learned from living with an unwed mother and her two small children
- Wouldn't it be nice if I could remember her as a firework
- Wouldn't it be nice if I could remember her
- Her Headlights Illuminated a Death
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