I’ve never know how to hold you

properly fold you, in my arms.

You are so much bigger than me

with such strength,

and yet easily twisted and bent.

I struggle and start again, and then again

but  get nowhere.

I can see where you naturally flow

but try as I might you slip through my fingers

and hit the floor….crumpling.

Each week the same routine

and struggle, there is no tidy resolution.

Just a devolution of my energy.

Your counterparts are easy

to hold, to fold with no complexity.

What do you bring other than security

that once placed on my bed you will stay?

but I ask, with no hint of a smirk,

wouldn’t a flat sheet work,

just as well?