To Touch Upon Something Ghostly

My saddened heart, a living tear, a subtle death, a vatic fear.
And tragic pang, a bless-ed ark, a fervent bliss, a flaming
Spark. My phantom breath, a physic shrine, a spearic death,
A myth divine. And diamond love, a fulgent pain, an
Absent pulse, the Ghost aflame. My attic love, a fallen wish,
A phantom rain, a sullen kiss. And devil shame, a shadowed
Path, a studded myth, a brilliant flash. But ardent light, a
Troubled arc, a sagic flight, a poison stark.

My saddened heart, a living tear, a subtle death, a vatic fear.
And whittle blood, a mystic flare, a wellic wraith, a biblic
Tare. My sophic love, a riddle deep, a volta flame, a tear
Asleep. And thetic art, a mountain trek, a frantic heart, a
Feyic spec. But ardent light, a troubled arc, a sagic flight,
A poison stark.   

Whittle: something carved into.
Spec: gamble.