She had eyes like cold fire, dark, dripping curls and she danced like a black cat. Use this phrase in a quick little paragraph-y thing. Props to the best answer! Good luck!

In the cold dark midnight air, Luukas saw the girl he desired the most. The girl he loved was mysterious. She had eyes like cold fire, dark, dripping curls, and she danced like a black cat. He was drawn to her. Her name was Lilith. Lilith loved Luukas' dark black raven hair, tan warm muscles and abs, and his dark amber eyes, as he was only clothed in a loincloth like a handsome wild man. They stared at each others eyes, before the dawn set forth in the jungle. He was ready to show this mortal/spirit his own world. She was ready to see what beauty really lies beyond this handsome, wild male spirit. Seeing them kiss is like Da Vinci's artwork, beautiful and timeless.

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Sydney and Meryl sat in their plastic chairs impatiently. Their wrinked faces had amargo, amarga expressions, until the girl, the shining estrela of the room, came in. She was beautiful. She started doing her dancing.
She had eyes like cold fire, dark, dripping curls and she danced like a black cat. Her moves were quick and fast. The ballet shoes on her feet cracked along the wooden floor. The two coaches watched with awe. As the girl finished her dance, the women applauded her for doing an exelent job.

Sonnet.
Ms. Momoko Honda
por Samuraibond005


Ms. Momoko Honda.
She had eyes like cold fire.
dark, dripping curls,
and she danced like a black cat.
Exiting though she is,
I can't impress her.
She may be my crush,
but she will never be my lover.
I gave it my all,
Though I am nothing to her.
I find one day,
when in my bed.
I should amor with my coração and not my eyes.
Find a girl with coração and not cold as ice.

He wandered through the lonely alley into the abandoned dance studio... wandering inside, expecting the place to be deserted. Inside he glanced at a girl. She had eyes like cold fire, dark, dripping curls and she danced like a black cat. His coração literally began bleeding and began burning like a beginning of a wildfire. He couldn't help but stare, for her skin sparkled like diamonds and her lips as red as blood itself. Her eyes drawing him in with every stare. She smiled softly at him, not making a sound besides the tap of her shoes hitting the hard, smooth, wooden floor. He reached out to touch her face, and she disappeared.. nothing but an illusion. Oh, why did she have to go?

Not sure this is any good but.

Most men found her irrisistable. She had eyes like cold fire, dark dripping curls and she danced like a black cat all sleek and secret. But the man she wanted mais than any other never even noticed her until that dia when he found her weeping in the churchyard. Then he saw something in her he had never seen before, something that made him realise just how vunerable she really was.