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.

Analysis, meaning and summary of Donald Justice's poem A Map Of Love

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  1. bhawya says:

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