Phoebe
Lovers and thieves find common ground
In that you are their muse.
Phoebe you are:
Radiant.
Incandescent.
Opulent.
Enough of Helen, that omen of death,
Tell me of the face that launched a thousand pens.
Yours is the gossamer light that ensnares,
And inspires;
The visage that evokes euphonies,
And dulcet cries of devotion,
And mellifluous nothings- tender murmurs of love and fear.
Since the dawn of time,
(Since the dawn of you),
Men have marvelled at the orbicular face,
And resplendent beams,
That incite the rational to irrationality,
And the sane to insanity.
See Mars, see Venus, with your father, Jupiter,
How readily the Romans enshrined them in celestial orbs
Of colour and magnitude,
But, ineffable Phoebe, you eclipse them all.
You were distant when those three goddesses bickered of beauty
Because you, Phoebe, are the glory of the sky.
Undisputed.
Unparalleled.
Mother of stars, the transcendent lights burst forth
From the womb of your indignation.
Do you recall Callisto or is she but
A hiccup in your cosmos?
Phoebe, my sweet,
Every night, Phoebus, your brother, dies to grant you life,
And what a worthy sacrifice.
☾☾☾
a/n: expect more on artemis ie my favourite goddess
dedicated to ana the love of my life for:
a) the bomb ass cover
and
b) being the most lovely piece of trash ever
