Sapphic Voices Poetry

Poetry by Lisa M. Helminski

Poetry Set One

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Yearn

Copyright © by Lisa M. Helminski, November 18, 1997

I yearn for your touch,
A warm loving, kind caress.

I yearn for simplicity,
life without complexity.

I yearn for freedom,
without inhibition.

I yearn for the smell of springtime,
laying upon a bed of soft petals of roses.

I yearn for cool autumn night air, crackling leaves,
warmth of the fireplace, heated by our passions.

I yearn to touch your face,
to bring your lips to mine.

I yearn for strong solid limbs,
to impress both of us.

I yearn for your fingers to kneed my breasts,
the warmth free flowing.

I yearn for warmth between my legs,
the fire which only you can fan.

I yearn to again feel the eruption of our passions,
bringing visions of the galaxy united.

I yearn to fill our lives with family and friends,
so we too can feel a sense of belonging.

I yearn for simplicity and intimacy.

Individual, by nature.

Coupled by Choice.

I Yearn.

Yearn II

Copyright © by Lisa M. Helminski, November 18, 1997

I yearn for your honesty.
Your complete honest feelings about any situation.

I yearn for you to love me like you use to.
To caress me with your eyes, like you use to.
To approach me and take me without fear.

I yearn for the friendships and connections you use to have, for you.
I yearn to fulfill your loneliness, and mine.

I yearn for acknowledged success for both of us.

I yearn to be comfortable with myself, and with you.

I yearn for your maternal instincts, I know you have, but withhold from
us.
To cover the boy in the middle of the morning when it is still dark
morning.
To kiss their boo boos away.
To tell them they have the strength to endure.
To tell them how smart you really feel they are or could be.
To practice the prayers, teach the board games, and go sightseeing.

I yearn for you to lead the way sometimes.
I yearn for something more, for I am not satisfied with us.

I yearn for you to open your eyes to all the possibilities,
to believe in the unbelievable.
To listen to your heart, soul and intuition.

I yearn for you to open my eyes, teach me, share with me, help me to
grow, to blossom.
I yearn for the possible.

I yearn for more then the struggle, and survival, I yearn for inner
strength, and inner peace,
I yearn for simplistic happiness for all of us.

Where Is the Time?

Copyright © by Lisa M. Helminski, November 18, 1997

Time to Love..
Time to care..
Time to share..
Time to relax..
Time to talk about our dreams..
Our Hopes, Our Future..

Time to plan..
To Anticipate..
To contemplate..
To Rejuvenate..

Time to reflect..
Time to reject..
Time to object..
Time to project..

Time to be You..
Time to be Me..
Time to be Us..
A Unity..

Time to Play..
Time to say Hey..
Time to camp..
Time to bond..
Time to look deep inside..
Time to make you my bride..

Time to swim..
Time to frolic..
Time to fish..
Time to climb..
Time to feel the sun in our faces,
warming us, our inner spirit, and souls..

Time to rest, to sleep, to cuddle..
Time to combine our bodies in a huddle..

Where is the time to feel safe and secure..
Where is the time ..

Acknowledge

Copyright © by Lisa M. Helminski, 1996

Acknowledge the sky, the sun and the birds,
you will realize the warmth,
love and lust of our words.
We have journeyed from far,
some twenty years, plus.
The paths we had chose
seemed like a must.
Had we explored our feelings, hopes, and dreams,
instead of just struggling for survival,
by any means,
we may have discovered sooner,
our friendship sowed oh so deep,
but now lay ahead for us to reap.
You have been constant, through thick and thin,
you have remained, as I drift from whim to whim.
The consistent turmoil we find ourselves in,
it amazes me still how we remain friends.
Your love for me is strong,
this I know, my love
for you wandered through fire and snow.
What we feel in our hearts now,
we could not have known then,
I want to acknowledge and reassure,
we are friends.

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