Symbolic Scribbles Series #014-1
Last series #013-1 left us in the passionate grasp of @wildflower while this series features a duet with @Jozef Cain and SylviA 🌞 KalinA in reply
If you’d like to see the poetic chain of evolution check out Series #013-1 Here
We kick off Series #014-1 with
(who is also known for her photography here on Substack) and The Reply by & in a collaborative duet
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connection undetached —
your shivery breath almost strikes my ravenous skin - soaked in by a slight tangency arousing - electricity pulsing through my submissive body - delicate thrills tingle as you come closer - i feel your damp presence tight consuming me - dissolving into blazing frenzy febrile craving for - connection deep visceral flesh to flesh soul to soul - merging irrevocable impossible to detach ©2025 wildflower
[The Reply]
pith of papyrus — &
the moment my voice addressed your being your soul caressed by fleeting cares with a pull— this barren mind walks through itself searching, finding, feeling your ridges behind my eyes my words floating, feather-and-ink shaping, morphing your body with intentions of flying, touring, exploring the spaces where shadows exist directional melodies shift against migrate against shape against my spine reversing rhapsody symmetrical parabola shape parallel voice shaping slip facing steep leeward side my faithful utterances motivating rebellious movements where my gaze arrests and sculpts your eminent domain into prominent arrays of somatic engagement your body sings with choral thrusts soprano pitches from heavenly abodes where presolar grains form you... in... verse, of this poetic expression grain by grain you redefine prevailing grip define rustling hiss whisper elegant crescent lip friction at my hip cosmic mesmerize you draw your blade frisson shivering tessatura conturing line my voice turns silent to your surrender and your essence transmutes my words moment in suspension --Sublime arcanum-- my drafts converge with your strands of curvature my carmine quill meets your pith of papyrus silent etched Writ of Blood souls in Holy Communion while I breathe, I hope; while I love, I remain. --Dum spiro, spero; dum amo, maneo-- ©2025 Jozef Cain & SylviA 🌞 KalinA
This is so good!! You both did an amazing job! Love it!!
Pin it to the home page... This one's good! 👌😊