Only the balance of the scale, bedded love in the shells, teaches us to find the inner self.
Love Poems: Love Conquers AllHe [Erasmus Darwin] used to say that 'unitarianism was a feather-bed to catch a falling Christian.
The Life of Erasmus DarwinTonight at 8:00. My bed. Bring a friend, and I’ll show you how to make a Snuggle Sandwich.
Sleepwalking is resterciseWhat’s wrong is that every morning and every night, I lie in bed wondering why you’re not beside me.
Ten Tiny BreathsIf on thoughts of death we are fed, Thus, a coffin, became my bed.
Phantom Phantasia: Poetry for the Phantom of the Opera PhanAnything someone gets conned into will never be that great.
Real Secrets of Sex: A Women's Guide on How to Be Good in BedI’m romantic. I’ll try to make your bed while you’re still sleeping in it.
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