Soulmate Love Poems For Husband

1. To My Dear and Loving Husband

If ever two were one, then surely we. If ever man were loved by wife, then thee. If ever wife was happy in a man, Compare with me, ye women, if you can. I prize thy love more than whole mines of gold, Or all the riches that the East doth hold. My love is such that rivers cannot quench, Nor ought but love from thee give recompense. Thy love is such I can no way repay; The heavens reward thee manifold, I pray. Then while we live, in love let’s so persevere, That when we live no more, we may live ever. – Anne Bradstreet

2. The Path To My Soulmate

I step out onto the path. It’s my path not yours, not his, not anyone’s but mine, my path— and no matter where I turn, now matter how the winds blow, no matter how many times the path branches, it always leads me back to you, because you are my inescapable destiny— Oh, love is a word, a nice word, but how can it convey what I feel for you. Everything leads me to you. Everything I do is for you. If you were not there, I would have nothing. You are my inspiration, always one step away— some day you’ll give in and then I suppose I’ll let go of this mad obsession and face the reality that we sometimes get just what we want. But hear this, I will be true to you, always and forever, because this I know: you are my soulmate beau—“ – Valery Verselet

3. When We Are Old And These Rejoicing Veins

When We Are Old and These Rejoicing Veins When we are old and these rejoicing veins Are frosty channels to a muted stream, And out of all our burning their remains No feeblest spark to fire us, even in dream, This be our solace: that it was not said When we were young and warm and in our prime, Upon our couch we lay as lie the dead, Sleeping away the unreturning time. O sweet, O heavy-lidded, O my love, When morning strikes her spear upon the land, And we must rise and arm us and reprove The insolent daylight with a steady hand, Be not discountenanced if the knowing know We rose from rapture but an hour ago. – Edna St. Vincent Millay

4. A Short Soulmate Poem

A soulmate is a lover first and then perhaps a friend and then at times maybe a stranger and or at other times an enemy, but then again a friend, and always there, family, if not in blood, then in soul, always by your side. – Emily Eclogue

5. My Soulmate, A Poem

My soulmate lives but distantly and faraway; and we can never touch or ever even be in that way, and I cannot say that we are much alike— but when our hearts lay open, the other understands and shame is never there, it is all, to the little last bit of it, an unending consent that not without I could ever live. – Cecil Cinquain

6. A Soulmate Poem For Him

I am a lock. I am bound up hard, a Gordian knot, a tangled ball of thread, a stomach so tense, it is ready to tear me apart from the inside out. You are the key, slipping into me, cutting the knot, untangling the thread, releasing the butterflies so that I melt into the arms of you, my soulmate, forever true. – Claire Clerihew

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7. When I Was One-and-Twenty

When I was one-and-twenty I heard a wise man say, “Give crowns and pounds and guineas But not your heart away; Give pearls away and rubies But keep your fancy free.” But I was one-and-twenty, No use to talk to me. When I was one-and-twenty I heard him say again, “The heart out of the bosom Was never given in vain; ’Tis paid with sighs a plenty And sold for endless rue.” And I am two-and-twenty, And oh, ’tis true, ’tis true. – A.E. Housman

8. You’re My Soulmate

I told her, What you need is a course in love, that way you’ll find an angel that’ll settle on you from far above, but just be careful they’ve no angle, for you see, even angels, sometimes have their angles. But she said, love is pure and thus it’s simple and she believed in the possibility of a partner perfect meant just for her— she said it’d be magnetic, and that already could feel the pull but just not see the face. I told her, we’ve all got an empty space, that’s what keeps us going. And then I said, a soulmate would be a kind of death— if I found my own, I’d surely have to run, and I’d run and I’d run and I’d run just as far away as I could from that soulmate, yes, I would. But she said, there’s all kinds of deaths, and some are sweet. That sure we die, but then we live again in the arms of our true love. Well, what are you going to do with a girl like that— I kissed her good, I did, and then she leaned back and she said, well, I suppose, at least for now you’ll do. And that was that— I’d found my soulmate true. – Mason Monody

9. You, Therefore

You are like me, you will die too, but not today: you, incommensurate, therefore the hours shine: if I say to you “To you I say,” you have not been set to music, or broadcast live on the ghost radio, may never be an oil painting or Old Master’s charcoal sketch: you are a concordance of person, number, voice, and place, strawberries spread through your name as if it were budding shrubs, how you remind me of some spring, the waters as cool and clear (late rain clings to your leaves, shaken by light wind), which is where you occur in grassy moonlight: and you are a lily, an aster, white trillium or viburnum, by all rights mine, white star in the meadow sky, the snow still arriving from its earthwards journeys, here where there is no snow (I dreamed the snow was you, when there was snow), you are my right, have come to be my night (your body takes on the dimensions of sleep, the shape of sleep becomes you): and you fall from the sky with several flowers, words spill from your mouth in waves, your lips taste like the sea, salt-sweet (trees and seas have flown away, I call it loving you): home is nowhere, therefore you, a kind of dwell and welcome, song after all, and free of any Eden we can name. – Reginal Shepherd

10. The Soulmate Love Poem

It’s an unbearable norm. It’s an unwritten promise. It’s an undeclared wish. It’s a phantasmagoria of dreams within dreams. It’s you waiting for me, my love, throughout all these years. And it’s me waiting for you, my love, throughout all these troubles. And now here we are gazing into one another’s eyes after all the waiting— so scared, so petrified of each other’s touch— Oh, just a little touch of our fingertips, and then our hands, and then our bodies in an unending embrace. The heat of your chest as you press up against me— your heart beats true, it’s the rhythm of our souls as we both sink into each other, soulmate to soulmate finally together and one. – Ivy Idyll

11. A Poem For Your Soulmate

There’s nothing I can do, to ease a heartache like this, for no matter what I do, I’m always pulled toward you. I’ve lost so much already but please don’t take my other half from me when I thought I was so lucky. Love of my life don’t let us be another cliché but come back to me. Don’t you see just how long I’ll wait because I know you are my soulmate.” – Vergil Virelay

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12. Song: To Celia

Come, my Celia, let us prove, While we can, the sports of love; Time will not be ours forever; He at length our good will sever. Spend not then his gifts in vain. Suns that set may rise again; But if once we lose this light, ‘Tis with us perpetual night. Why should we defer our joys? Fame and rumor are but toys. Cannot we delude the eyes Of a few poor household spies, Or his easier ears beguile, So removed by our wile? ‘Tis no sin love’s fruit to steal; But the sweet thefts to reveal, To be taken, to be seen, These have crimes accounted been.” – Ben Jonson

13. Lost Soulmate Poem

Oh, it was a Hollywood movie come to life, the dream girl by my side. Oh, she loved me true and fair and I could not imagine life without her. But then she had to leave so suddenly— Oh, but she didn’t have to leave and so now I ask but why for I thought she was my soulmate true, but now I’ve had to see her through. – Ralph Rune

14. A Soulmate Poem For Her

Relationship is just a word, a cold technical word, and when you want to talk about the relationship it is like a slap in the face— the relationship? Don’t you see, I love you! I’ve cast my soul into you. Can’t you feel it? I feel yours trying to escape, yet you hold it back behind all those words that are never yours— your mother’s, your father’s, your friends’— they all hold you back from me. Just let go and trust me, darling! There is no relationship, there is only you and me, soulmates, forever true, waiting to be united. So throw it all away and just come to me. Love me, melt into me, and let the rest fall to dust while we hold each other naked in the night— there is no relationship just you and I, soulmates, forever true. – Mark Madrigal

15. A Red, Red Rose

O my Luve’s like a red, red rose That’s newly sprung in June; O my Luve’s like the melodie That’s sweetly played in tune. As fair art thou, my bonnie lass, So deep in luve am I; And I will luve thee still, my dear, Till a’ the seas gang dry: Till a’ the seas gang dry, my dear, And the rocks melt wi’ The sun; I will luve thee still, my dear, While the sands o’ life shall run. And fare thee weel, my only Luve, And fare thee weel awhile! And I will come again, my Luve, Tho’ it ware ten thousand mile. – Robert Burns

16. To Sylvia, To Wed

Let us, though late, at last, my Silvia, wed; And loving lie in one devoted bed. Thy watch may stand, my minutes fly post haste; No sound calls back the year that once is past. Then, sweetest Silvia, let’s no longer stay; True love, we know, precipitates delay. Away with doubts, all scruples hence remove! No man, at one time, can be wise, and love. – Robert Herrick

17. In Muted Tone

Gently, let us steep our love In the silence deep, as thus, Branches arching high above Twine their shadows over us. Let us blend our souls as one, Hearts’ and senses’ ecstasies, Evergreen, in unison With the pines’ vague lethargies. Dim your eyes and, heart at rest, Freed from all futile endeavor, Arms crossed on your slumbering breast, Banish vain desire forever. Let us yield then, you and I, To the waftings, calm and sweet, As their breeze-blown lullaby Sways the gold grass at your feet. And, when night begins to fall From the black oaks, darkening, In the nightingale’s soft call Our despair will, solemn, sing.” – Paul Verlaine (translated by Norman R. Shapiro)

18. Sonnet 1

Loving in truth, and fain in verse my love to show, That the dear She might take some pleasure of my pain, Pleasure might cause her read, reading might make her know, Knowledge might pity win, and pity grace obtain,— I sought fit words to paint the blackest face of woe, Studying inventions fine, her wits to entertain, Oft turning others’ leaves, to see if thence would flow Some fresh and fruitful showers upon my sunburned brain. But words came halting forth, wanting Invention’s stay: Invention, Nature’s child, fled step-dame Study’s blows, And others’ feet still seemed but strangers in my way. Thus great with child to speak, and helpless in my throes, Biting my truant pen, beating myself for spite: “Fool,” said my Muse to me, “look in thy heart and write.” – Sir Philip Sidney

19. The Sorrow of True Love

The sorrow of true love is a great sorrow And true love parting blackens a bright morrow: Yet almost they equal joys, since their despair Is but hope blinded by its tears, and clear Above the storm the heavens wait to be seen. But greater sorrow from less love has been That can mistake lack of despair for hope And knows not tempest and the perfect scope Of summer, but a frozen drizzle perpetual Of drops that from remorse and pity fall And cannot ever shine in the sun or thaw, Removed eternally from the sun’s law. – Edward Thomas

20. Love Enthrones My Heart

Love enthrones my heart because of you, my love Giving each day sweet purpose and delight No longer do I wander lost, lonely and forlorn Walking purple storms buffeted by harsh winds Blinded by tears, fearful, never to find a soulmate. Lover, unquestioning, fulfilling, magnificent and true. You are rhythm, steadfast, beat of my heart Making love enhances the soul, passions magnificent. Never thought to find such love, soulmate, as you Smiling, laughing, banishing gloom and darkness Overwhelming me with love, sharing orgasmic pleasure, Always giving strength and support, raising my spirits Sharing life’s mysterious journey, always there for me With love’s superb promise, fulfilling both our lives. – Colin Ian Jeffery What are the signs that you’ve met your true soulmate? Some of the signs that indicate you’ve met your true soulmate are: you share many goals, you balance each other, you feel a deep connection with them, and you feel at peace when you’re with them. How can I express my love to my soulmate? Send thoughtful notes and poems, or share memorable experiences with your soulmate to express your love.

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