I was caught in the Mania of lovers wishing to engulf me in their Eros and I unafraid 

To be sensual/to play in the arms of lust

and greed,
I am woman after all 

a goddess in mortal curves

I hunger and satiate

I replenish and then emptied 

Aching for more than just

this madness 

this consumption 

this destruction 

in the agape of my existence

 I performed for pragma

 past life into present love 

Proving I was ready 

Sacrificing myself 

Coming up with empty hands 

heavy bleeding heart, 

encasing it’s morbid leftovers 

in another realm,

unreachable,

inaccessible

to any form of Philia

Isolation took its toll

I ran from my own reflection 

opening slowly in the salt water of my stillness 

storge surrounded me 

brought me back afloat 

forgetting the entity in myself 

In the end all I have is my beginning of philautia and ludus on my journey back to hope.

-Lysz Flo