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Earth: Him-Part II

If she was a universe, then he was the earth. 

 

His eyes warm and determined like the soil. Always changing, yet at the core steady and solid, waiting and watchful. 

 

His mouth was like water, able to burn or soothe with every word and movement. Life changing like ocean waves that wrapped around his lover and rocked them even after parting. 

 

His hands were like vines. Whip strong, weathered and calloused from his work. Showing what built him and what he would become. 

 

His body was a shelter from every storm known to man, calling his companion back home after every wandering adventure. 

 

His mind was a mine, filled with untold treasures and long forgotten tales, ones he revealed slowly to those who were patient enough to listen. It was endless tunnels and resting places. 

 

He was like the earth. 

Intelligent, stunning, full of mystery and care.  He walked like there was always a destination. Rooted in the ground, with eyes up towards the sky. 

 

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