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Libra Woman and Pisces Man

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Because Pisces is linked with the mystical truth behind all religion – and Libra is linked with the balancing of justice and compassion that equals Peace – this is often (not always, but often) a strangely soothing association. He’ll be patient with her, and struggle less to escape their tightly woven Oneness than he might with another woman – because these two are blessed by the planets. He’s powerfully attracted to her, both spiritually and physically, and she to him. She magnetizes his desire into a more passionate and uncontrollable need than he ever experienced before – just as she’s drawn strangely, against all her logic and reason, into the spell of his pastel rainbow of affection and sensitivity.

 

She’ll miss him if he should ever leave her! As much as he’ll miss the golden dawn of her smile, the way her voice sounds like it’s singing a long-ago lullybye he remembers, even when she’s speaking only ordinary words.

 

Despite her sometimes bossy manner and upsetting mood swings, he knows she’s the only person who honestly believes in him, and the only one with the right password to suddenly give him the enthusiasm to believe in himself. No one else could so gently guide him away from his “what’s the use?” response to repeated disappointments. Besides, he’s more than a little moody and changeable too. So who is he to judge her? As for his Libra woman, she knows this is maybe the only man who knows the way to that secret, far-off place, where she can refresh herself, shower in cool starlight, and return, feeling stronger than before.

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