A Nap With The Gods

[just mercedes]

Aloft the breath taking steep  of smaragdine I'm instantly confused - what does 'Aloft the breath' mean, and what is a 'steep of emerald'?
Suspended on a knotted twine, what is suspended? breath, or emerald?
Harp strings in whisper,
strikes a chord with my murmuring thoughts, harp strings, being plural, should have a plural form of the verb, hence 'strike'.
releasing a wearied sigh.

Musing  into a foreign time, musing into? musing about, musing on, but musing into?
of Never-a -care and  Eirene. I recognise the goddess, but who is Never-a-Care?

A start!
Dazed, from the yawning arms of Somnus' son,
winks, laced in sweet amnesia, 
belies nothing but a hint of sand, again, winks, plural, so 'belie'
and tracings of honeyed kisses, honeyed kisses - feels a little overused
impassioned upon my lips, 
my arm and hand.

'twas  the briefest slip-away, archaic use
 a visit with Pasithea, 
a sip from Hebe,
a moment of evanescence, 
Ambrosia to my essence.

Hi, and welcome to the site. Your poem is difficult to read, mainly because of the 'high' tone, or old-fashioned diction. Putting all of that aside, I'm not at all sure exactly what happened here. Someone sighed, and woke up?