Your face more than others’ faces
Maps the half-remembered places I have come to I while I slept—
Continents a dream had kept
Secret from all waking folk
Till to your face I awoke,
And remembered then the shore,
And the dark interior. ~




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Your face more than others’ faces
Maps the half-remembered places I have come to I while I slept—
Continents a dream had kept
Secret from all waking folk
Till to your face I awoke,
And remembered then the shore,
And the dark interior. ~




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