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?