Kimble Poems - Poems about Kimble

...I hear girlish laughter beyond the bagged onions. Imagine her swimming naked among green ripples. Her white arms are lily stems, hips as sleek as an otter flow in a neon moonlight. A sound syst......

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...I hear girlish laughter beyond the bagged onions. Imagine her swimming naked among green ripples. Her white arms are lily stems, hips as sleek as an otter flow in a neon moonlight. A sound system......

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...I love you like a four-year-old loves playing Hunt the Thimble: I want you like Inspector Gerard wants cuffs on Richard Kimble. As Mork has eyes for Mindy, I am crazy, too - no, loonier! ......

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...A Fugitive Bus Stop Overland Park, Kansas 7:35 PM A furrowed brow and furtive eyes that refuse to engage another, striding quickly through the crowd and putting people between him and the p......

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...I have a favourite type of girl, But it’s not like I am facile Nothing wrong with preferences I just like my girls to be gracile Sinuous and willowy I don’t look for a pretty face But they s......

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