royal, dripping ichor splatters the floor and sky,
blossoming into waves of watery hemoglobin infused with
she dances in it, as it rains down around her,
golden happiness seeping into her skin.
honeysuckle blossom tucked behind her ear,
she basks in the warmth in her chest,
shielding her face from the heat radiating within.
and she lays down among the stars,
between the queenly constellations.
i'm one of you, she whispers
and cassiopeia scoffs while
examining her reflection in the glassy reflection
in andromeda's eyes.
as supernovas shattered the heavens,
she stirs her ambrosia over ice, musing about
her new circumstances.
for, she was a mortal divinity, but a deity no less.
and she eclipsed.
Honeysuckle, constellation, and wave
the title popped into my head and sounded familiar, so I looked it up to make sure I wasn't plagiarizing and it is the name of a metal band, in case people are wondering.