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He Moves Like Silence, He Feels Like Depth
He Moves Like Silence, He Feels Like Depth
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he doesn’t talk much
but somehow, you hear him
in the rhythm of his steps
in the pause between beats
in the stillness of his gaze
a Scorpio man
written in mystery
ruled by water
yet built like fire
his eyes?
not just colored
they hold layers
like ocean tides
pulling truth to the surface
without a single word
you look once
you notice the color
you look twice
you notice the weight
he is the kind of person
who enters a room and shifts the air
not loudly, not for show
but through presence alone
he dances like his body
is translating something his heart can’t say
each move a whisper
each turn a storm released
he speaks through motion
breakdance is not performance for him
it’s a form of release
a way to manage all the weight
he quietly carries
his silence isn’t empty
it’s charged
with thoughts he’ll never say out loud
with pain he turned into rhythm
and feelings he learned to carry like armor
you might mistake him for cold
but only if you don’t understand depth
Scorpio doesn’t show
they feel,
deep, endless, unseen
he is a locked journal
with poetry inside
a mind too alert
a soul too alive
when he looks at you
you don’t just feel seen
you feel read
not everyone will understand him
and that’s the point
he wasn’t made to be understood by many
only by those
who speak in energy
and swim in silence
