Geography

She studied the geography
Of his face
As if there would be a final exam:
Sharp planes,
Rivers of sadness,
Eyes like quicksand.
She had known him forever,
But who was this man?
Every time he spoke,
His words mapped
To a foreign land;
She gazed at terrain
She did not understand.
The more she learned,
The less she knew,
And all her answers
Were left blank.

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