Description: I find myself stuck on this one... like it is waiting for what awaits me in my attempt at courting the girl I see in these words. Which ever way that goes then I feel the end will come to me.
I've always liked the metaphor of fabric or sheets. I use it a lot myself.
I think you should have carried the metaphor throughout the entire poem, not just the first 2 stanzas. I think it would make the poem a whole lot stronger.
When you strayed from the metaphor it was sort of a turn off.
I really like what you have in stanza 2. It's the reason I'm commenting.
It speaks well for the catharsis that is writing. A pen can be a lot like a needle in how we use it to sew our lives back together.