Winter Soulmate Poems

I feel loved in every season
I’m sure glad you are the reason

When winter comes it’s very cold
You’re always near for me to hold

In the summer...

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Some experiences are life-changing in a good way. I call these events "Serendipity in action". Remember that anything is possible. 

I absolutely love the ocean...

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'Tis a parable of inseparable binary's
whose snowprints melted in silent tales.

Their bodies heat 'neath winter coats
that hides their Sunday's best white finaries.

Her pleasant hands sheathed...

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It was a cold winter day, when I took a photo of the sunrise
I had no idea what I would find out, hours later
The man...

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No bank of the sky ocean there are
No horizon in the blue wave of river
The melodious tone of Hendrix guitar
Comes to me from the pink...

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As a youth I would follow the fire deep in my soul,             ...

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When winter comes it’s very cold
You’re always near for me to hold

In the summer when it’s hot
Your iced sweet tea sure hits the spot

Then fall...

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I planted out an oak tree
One hundred years ago;
I saw her fed and watered,
I watched her lithely grow.
I watched her through the winter wild
Frosted, frore...

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It’s magic when two souls
in fusion do collide
and winter’s bitter frost
is snapped and 
gently kissed away

It’s magic when two souls
reach out and find 
each other...

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There is this silver thread between us;
it's woven into our skin. 
Our souls are sewn with stitches torn
from the rips and shreds and pain. 

In...

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I Have Labored Sore
anonymous medieval lyric (circa the fifteenth century)
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

I have labored sore / and suffered death, 
so now I...

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The summer of great outdoors 
Has become the winter of discontent. 
Families hunkering down indoors, 
Tring to find various ways to be content.

Damage of economic...

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Once he was properly broken
Tossed aside, discarded
His heart, his mind, his soul
Utterly disregarded

Shards of his soul had scattered
Like winter-fleeing geese
So she bent down to the...

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a secret rendezvous in the woodlands

trees dripping with soft morning dew

moss giving rise to our mounting desire

oaks seeding life and naked adventure


pining for cones of...

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Didn't expect it
Neither did you,
I suppose
Clear as day
Still remember
That look on
His face
Usually closed off
But not that day
Clear as glass
I do remember
It was everything
The hurt
Disbelief
Bitter envy
A...

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