Tag: b/w

A loud, wild, shaking voice
His heart, his soul melted
Clasping his hands on his stomach
You don’t even have to give me a room
Sheltered as I was …
… I almost believed her
He felt her hand on his hip
Where’s my dog?
The bed was narrow
Think of something else
I’m having trouble with the first sentence
The line goes up his nose
There is still a tiredness about him
The woman is as tough as nails
Two frosted margaritas appear
So I took a sip of my water
On the horizon was a ship
Quinci fuor quete le lanose gote
You have to establish the horizon
Pictures are magic, as you know
Eyes mark the shape of the city
She reads with great concentration
There was nobody within sight
But it couldn’t be true
It couldn’t possibly be true
You must always dress conservatively
And now here they were
They were sitting so close …
… that their arms were touching
Her voice was very quiet
I’ve not asked about your day
Get out of my bloody way
Then leave a little reminder on their windshield
You spotted snakes with double tongue
Thorny hedgehogs, be not seen
Newts and blind-worms, do no wrong
Come not near our fairy Queen
My life is so boring
My beach ball just floated away
Hang on for a moment
It was nothing if not fanciful
We all have them in our lives
Peaseblossom! Cobweb! Moth! and Mustardseed!
You may not like the second half of this story
What else was history made up of?
Place was empty when we got here
Want to make sure I don’t forget anything
The silent dance resumed
"The door clicked behind her"
I’ve got a solution for that