Ambrosia

I awake, breathing in this mist; So delicate
Like frosted champagne sparkling through my eyes;
I lay glaciated; Paralyzed
The softest glimmer of light through pallid trees; Seeps
Will it's warm embrace leave upon my lips a kiss?
I lay alleviated; Gratified
As Angels; Gray, through my writhing filigree; Glamorize
My life flow; Lethargic as streams petrified;
Impressions; The poison through me running;
Betroths me such reveries; A chilling silence;
Speculations leave me; gracefully Enthralled; Prettified
Whispers from raptures; Undefined; Remain
As the angels drink so sweetly; Ambrosial;
Dissipated; Such sickness stains
And I fall; And I stir; This reflection