Fifth Sonnet for Fawn

When I did meet a girl with braided hair, I saw soft moonlight gleaming in her eyes, Lost all my heart, my soul without a care Loved more than life desires the sweet sunrise. Yet breathless, listless, sorrowful I’m left, Out cast am I by change I cannot fight Undone am I without her, so bereft: Much sweeter was the world before tonight. Are differences so great in age and thought Revealing future’s dreams are not to be? Rely on me, she might, that’s what I sought Yet blind to my last question will she be? My heart one thing of her must now implore Each beat with hers to share for ever more. Well, here is my last sonnet for Fawn. I know now that there was no point in my writing it, for all is lost, and I have rewritten it to reflect that but still to deliver its important message. Like three of the four previous sonnets you have to read it not just from left to right but in another direction too, and so was constrained the construction of the sonnet from the outset just to make it more difficult. I decided that I would deliver the sonnet to her anyway, because I believe I deserved the right to ask the question and unburden myself.