Sonnet Xii

With skin so pale you resembled a ghost, And lips as red as the cherries you ate, You were, by far, more beautiful than most. With a mind so smart, and a heart so great, If only, if only, you loved me, too. To me, you were all that mattered in life. And I knew that my love for you was true, But without your love, I was filled with strife. Lying side by side one cold, wintry night, Our bodies' heat fogging up the windows, I declared my love for you with delight. But you did not answer and quickly rose. I loved you as much as my heart allowed, But then, you left to join Him in the clouds.