The great Hunter Orion.

A scorpion the cause of thy death,
halting your living breath.

In the sky is where you belong,
on a cosmic chase, eternally long.

Thy killer again poised to strike,
chasing thee across the starry sky.

Enough damage has he done,
thy fatal sting shall be the only one.

Thou shall rest in peace high above,
enjoying the chance of cherishing your love.

Your large brows must be drawn,
I am talking about thy lover dawn.

Awaiting to take her by the hand,
on the eastern horizon thy stand.

Do you think I can add to this? Or is it ok as is?