There was the Nile, gloomy waters of the Black sea and foam of waves on the Australian coast in his eyes. Grains of Sahara, raindrops of Amazonia and winds of Siberia in his black hair.
There was summer of Africa and winter of Antarctica on his skin. And something hidden and unsaid lingering on his lips. Something centuries old in him, him, who's sitting so peacefully beside me in his jeans and kicks.
If they had told me before that a whole world could be captured in a single person, I wouldn't have believed them.
No, not until the day i met him.

An excerpt from a book I may or may not write. It's quite special to me so, I hope you liked it ♡