Backside

Face me

but don’t trace me

See me for who I am

Not what I am

What more am I

without a face

Take a photo

without the snow

You know

Does my small height

mask my long but thick plight?

Let’s start a fight

in the daytime

Minus the lime

For I just might

Tell you goodnight

Can you do that

Underneath me

I just might be

your faithful tree

Let me sprite right

Then left

Can you stay tight

Before you make me deaf?

My fantasy

Is not just make believe

Touch me then grieve

Promise I won’t deceive

You cannot hit

What I can fit

Better than you

I know it’s true

Only a few

Have taken glue

That cannot

Will not

Spew outside without a clue