Pride - A Shakespearean Sonnet

Once thought I life be dark shades of shadow;
Pondering a bane abhorring color,
But whisk’d, I stood to tip on a plateau,
Life rocked and tilt’d me; I lacked valor,
I fell; falling, I glimpsed a world too sweet,
One taste: mind crashed huge waves of confusion,
Sight bore thou gleaming in quaint waves of heat;
Thy hair a rainbow: surely delusion?
And suddenly the grey tint fled my view,
Lovely as lights flash on thy crystal gaze,
My world held splashes of color anew,
I perepend’d it a dream shroud in haze,
Until I glanced at thee once more, I see,
I have fallen still for the heart of thee.