Tread softly here, where hallowed stones now hold,
Achilles' strength, Patroclus' heart of gold.
In life, in death, their fates forever bound,
A love that echoed with a valiant sound.

Pause for a breath, let reverence enfold,
These warriors etched in legend, brave and bold.
A silent thought, a whisper on the breeze,
For heroes' slumber, restless minds appease.

If so inclined, an offering you may bring,
A token left for these on mythic wing.
A simple flower, a whispered word of praise,
A tribute paid in these heroic days.

Remember them, these souls of fierce renown,
Whose love defied the flames of Troy's fallen town.