Achilles once gave a mortal plea
That perhaps the Gods envy thee
The fleeting breaths we so require
Counting the days our souls expire
With our beauty at its final peak
Our loveliness we will not keep
Soon our troubles laid to rest
Thus the Gods desire perfection less

One thought on “Briseis”

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.