Ali Lynn Poet Free verse

The Grasping Talons of Desire

I want to cling 
To you
The way vultures do 

Circling in 
On every movement 
Until the last exhale in winter’s air 

Replacing bed sheets 
With blankets of 
Frosted covered grass 

Opening up to me 
Slowly 
Like a flower at the end of March 

Almost as if 
The exposure
Tickled your rib cage 

Tell me 
About the things 
Your eyes have held on to 

As the canvas 
Of light blue 
Admixes to obsidian 

Over the
Taut inexpressive 
Coat your skeleton wears

I want to cling 
To you 
The way black widows do 

Circling in
On every movement 
Until the last tug against a web 

Replacing bed sheets 
With blankets 
That feel like silk 

Becoming closed off to me 
Slowly 
Like daisies when the sun goes down 

I want to be 
Indented 
In your mind 

Like a child 
After 
Their first bee sting 

Cautious of my presence 
But still wish 
You could touch my face

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