The Back of You

This poem gives voice to the moment of heartache that affirms deep love.

The Back of You

It is the back of you that tells all.

Surely as a lesson that appears from the chalked hand that faces the board.
Swiftly as the welt from the back of a hand that forward would caress.
Plain, plain, as the message in the smooth, rubber map of a keloid whipped back.

It is the back of you that exposes the treachery of this fate, that like a moth called by flame to sure demise, I can not turn, nor let go, nor close my eyes, as the back of you tells my heart good-bye.