How Can I Not Lose Her?

How can I not lose her, with these finely wrought threads
that connect us so taut, though fashioned with love,
strained with the stress of deep, longing emotion
threatening to snap the delicate threads;
how can I not lose her, again?

I do know the answer, and I do have the skill-
to overlay my touch with a gentleness,
pursue a warm smile, pursue a soft sigh
with light-hearted mirth in pleasant, valued times...

Man, woman, they may need signs, invisible signs
beyond their control, that reassure,
until the relationship grows into an undying treasure...

I analyze too much, it is said; it is true.

Rather than grasping for love through distant space
we should trust in life to throw us together,
and if there is a mutual need, both may cling tight,
and the threads will grow, to eventually bind.

Ah, one last over-analytical thought just occurred -
and I think this might be it – that which is needed:
When weaving expressions of love into the comfort we seek
the melodious whisper, the song of the soul,
is the true test of a bond; the voice barely heard...