poemsforpersephone:

achilles had known
his whole life that he was destined
for greatness / ‘aristos achaion’
they called him / the best of the greeks,
made not with love / but glory / and the
haunting ghost of war.

when you are told,
from birth, how your life will unfold, 
you can’t help but seek out
serendipity /  the locking of eyes
across a crowded room / that moment
of free-fall is easily addictive.

achilles chased it across fields
the colour of sunshine / and through
waves / ocean salt like a second skin.
even time could be quiet
for moments like these / for a boy
like this / unknown and unplanned.

achilles had known his whole life
that he was destined for greatness / but he
could never have guessed he’d be bound 
for this too / for a love he’d tear cities apart for,
and die for / a love he’d wait more 
than a thousand years for. 

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SERENDIPITY vs DESTINY // l.s. 

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