Findings:
- All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
- She is the sea. Above her, he is thunder.
- She disappeared as if he had only dreamed her
- 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
- As the band laughed, her finger traced his spine, and he folded into her
- He touched her once and she turned into a golden creature. He never touched her again.
- Some nights, alone, he thinks of her, and some nights, alone, she thinks of him
- She calls him Sugarcane. He calls her Hurricane.
- 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.
- He stretched out his arms but she was not there
- She doesn't know what he sees, but sometimes it makes his face beautiful
- She grew a little older, while he was telling her
- The Abridged Edition: She was to one side, he was to the other, an untested bridge between them
- She does not take her trip. She does not shout out loud.
- The girl didn't know if she was loved until he said yes.
- 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
- he/she
- Robert Lionel Fanthorpe fills up the word count in a science fiction novel: she brushed her teeth
- pretends to sleep as he looks her over
- Hands cupped into a half circle, he bent foward to help her catch a light
- She practices her speech
- She was so quiet that nobody heard her
- He's dead, Jim. You grab his wallet, I'll grab his tricorder.
- serene. She sips her tea
- I kicked the Martian in his otherworldly balls, and he screamed like the solar wind howling through a planetary magnetosphere
- All he left her was alone
- 'twas the telltale tink-tock of marionettes, he felt certain, that jingle-jangled from behind her shower curtain
- She flies with her own wings
- She asked me to copy my poem into her notebook
- Amakuni once drew an old sword of his from a box, suddenly overjoyed by something he had cast aside.
- How the Old Woman Took Care Of Candide, and How He Found the Object of His Love
- When he was little, he laughed in his sleep.
- She gets caught in the little world beneath her sheets
- the way she wears her weary
- She who leaves men as flaming wrecks in the ditch on the side of the road in her wake, yea, even submarines
- if you fear spells, look away when she decides to share her hair with the wind.
- Because I still love her, because I know she still loves me.
- Michael Moved Out to Live with His Bitch & Her Dog
- When she sleeps, is she not moving her legs aside for an unknown garrison?
- She always was devious in her beauty
- How He Didn't Understand Her Whichever
- Now he dances to bring her back.
- Oedipus-Schmedipus, as long as he loves his mother
- He found a liquid cure for his landlocked blues
- mr. T pities the fool regardless of whether he is wearing his seatbelt
- He tells me that I could have his heart and I want to take it right then, slip it into my pocket and run
- river, in all his innocent beauty and home in hers
- Would you like to penetrate her shell, insinuating yourself among the pages of the books she is reading?
- Her grief is still too young to behave itself, so she never lets it out
- She found her bliss between the headphones, and pursed her lips.
- My Mother She Killed Me, My Father He Ate Me
- why is the great man great? he keeps on running through a world of his own.
- At her mirror, his muse
- "He was a terrible man," she sobbed, between bites of alimony
- it was just as if she held her breath for 82 years
- Her hips made waves against his shore
- And she, with her beautiful words and such a fire burning inside
- His ex-wife was so frigid, her clitoris was only the tip of the iceberg.
- His and Her Circumstances
- while she sleeps, i write myself into her life
- i gave her my heart. she gave me a pen.
- why she makes her wishes at 7:07
- You put a hand on her hip, she permits it.
- 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.
- I don't think she even knows that I make her smile
- Of King Sigmund's last battle, and of how he must yield up his sword again
- She makes the sign of the teaspoon, he makes the sign of the wave
- If a frog had wings, he wouldn't kick his tail when he jumped
- He's a feminist. He tells that to all his mistresses.
- When he was five, his father made him murder his imaginary friend.
- "I see," said the blind man to his deaf wife as he picked up his hammer and saw
- She lights everything up. He glows in the dark.
- He Died with a Felafel in His Hand
- Tomorrow, he must tell her that he doesn't love her anymore.
- I saved his life. He does not know it.
- He just left his body
- I don't know where he gets his words but I like them
- he has her eyes
- How many times has God twiddled his thumbs before he put vertebrates on the Earth?
- My friend is dating someone who likes him far more than he likes her
- A man who never sees a pretty girl without loving her a little
- She ties regrets around her fingers like forget-me-knots
- His 'N' Hers
- It happened to everyone else; she swore it wouldn't to her
- When she woke up, her hands were still dreaming
- What's she gonna look like with a chimney on her?
- She wears her failed relationships like a shield
- I haven't seen her in a month. She is still beautiful.
- I knew enough about him to know his name and what kind of snowball he could make
- Her innocence fell. She kicked at it some, frowned, and left it there because it was beautiful.
- The emotion on her face was always the one that she was feeling in her heart
- Veronica loves manipulating her vagina until she explodes
- At night, her eyes closed, she would
- I don't tell her these things, and she doesn't ask
- To me he is a daisy and I keep trying to count his petals
- she had already found her party
- 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.
- Her self image was not the force field she imagined it to be
- She Will Have Her Way
- She Will Have Her Way: The Songs Of Tim & Neil Finn
- does she need to touch her own face to know?
- He says she says
- She plugs her tears in the way you'd keep a dam from breaking
- I told her I could read her mind, but she didn't believe me. I could tell.
- 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
- As I looked back, he was reveling in his own feces
- She didn't wave goodbye so much as slightly raise her hand
- He flops over and bonks his head
- A dose of mystery slipped into her cocktail while she was in the ladies' room
- She picked herself up, wiping away at her dignity
- little pieces of her tragically poetic attempts at being loved that she was startlingly aware of, today
- He and She
- she lit her thumb on fire
- He and she are one
- His hand speaks a foreign language to her ribs.
- 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 the prettiest, loveliest cat at the ball and she had upon her fine gilded whiskers.
- She was inside the music, with her eyes closed
- He is honest and forthright with strangers. He reserves his lies for his family
- I'm the only person who'd ever told him to his face he was beautiful.
- He breaks her heart on a daily basis
- He who does not forget his first love will not recognize his last
- In the end, he could quiet his mind only by dying
- What's Hecuba to him, or he to Hecuba, that he should weep for her?
- I'm not HIS sister; he's MY brother
- He loved her so much, he wanted to do her autopsy
- She couldn't imagine that he liked dancing
- She had become a mutton for punishment and he was a wolf
- she, he, and me
- He lived in southern California with his tanned, powdered mother
- He throws his heart down like a gauntlet
- His memory perishes from the earth, and he has no name in the street.
- He was an ant on an ill-defined mission. She was the trapdoor spider of love.
- he doesn't know, but her eyes widen too far
- It's easier to kick a praying man, because he's on his knees already
- he (or she)
- He Had Not Where To Lay His Head
- She was coming out as he was going in.
- He wakes up everyday, puts an empty gun in his mouth, and pulls the trigger.
- He gave her a daisy
- judge a captain not by his shipwrecks, but by whether or not he blames the sea
- He Said, She Said
- He began to learn that waste flows downstream. Imagine his surprise.
- He will have the taste of warm ripe fruit in his mouth
- So he's dressed a little differently and he has a halo-like light above his head.
- I should ask my barber where he gets his hair cut, then go there and slowly make my way up the chain
- He Would Close His Eyes, and the World Would Burn.
- He made a way to his anger
- "Describe life in two words" she said. "Survival test" he replied.
- he is too shy to write his tale
- 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.
- She wore a bit more makeup than he generally liked
- She said, while hugging a bowl of turnips close to her bosom
- Since she whom I lov'd hath paid her last debt
- I don't like her because she won't like me
- She thought about giving him her heart
- The Cook, The Thief, His Wife and Her Lover
- She was a committed romantic and an anarcha-feminist. This was hard for her because it meant she couldn't blow up beautiful buildings.
- They walk around her like she is in danger of breaking
- She bruised her knee. This is how we met.
- She opened her eyes and spoke in a very normal voice, just as if she were sane
- she left her handwriting all over the calendar
- She sat in virginal white, eyes closed, with only her face in rose
- She does not rustle but her flesh has the moonlit shade of a silver birch
- Her perception of how gorgeous she is will be evident in her lack of movement during sex
- making certain he was touching her
- The portion of her face she allows me to see
- He weaves his words
- She was never mine. I always shared her.
- He dreamt he was a bulldozer, she dreamt she was alone in an empty bed
- I come home, she lifted up her wings. I guess that this must be the place.
- Kitty interrupts his murky float with the nail gun splash of her stiletto song
- She is so beautiful, I gave up Nihilism for her
- You can play with my ex-girlfriend, but treat her like the lady that she is.
- Sometimes the apathy she saw made her want to curl up and cry
- He had a prison of brass built in the hole, and then, when it was finished, he locked up his daughter
- An ocean away and here he was, seeping into her
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