Achilles And Patroclus

Don’t worry my love, my words are heard,
Leave in peace, clasp my kiss for Hades’ gate,
I shall be with you soon, loved and undisturbed,
Upon a silver cloud, embracing you and kissing my fate.
Don’t fear the darkness and its solitude,
For I shall guide you, whispering breezes from the heart,
Cross that river and turn your face from the Brute,
With the next sunrise we shall celebrate our new beginning, never to part.
Rest now my precious, and forget about them,
They are not aware of their unbearable misery,
Dream of me when you step into your rem,
Sleep well my love, my verses shall soothe your injury.
I love you as Apollo loves his flames.
I love you with all of your names.

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