She is wild and she is tame,
She is ice and she is flame...
Like black coffe or like vine
Teaches you to fly...Divine...
She will smoothly bend her back
And entwine about your neck
Like a scarf, which is made of silk
She will flow and drink her milk...
She is mixture of rock and jazz
You'll see full moon in her green eyes...
Her emotions are inside
She doesn't go, but she just slide.
Кошка... Или женщина
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