Holy Sonnet-- attempt #3

[GAAAAAAH! Not even close.]

You smiled at me, a divine smile;
Your gentle face seemed lit from within.
All others, who I always understood as traps,
Binding me to them in fascination,
Have very simply
Dimmed.
Their pretty flesh is now like dirt to me.
You'll be the consummation of my dreams.

The Transfiguration-- attempt #2

[I CAN'T GET IT RIGHT!!!]

I don't know you, but I saw heavenly beauty in your face.
Your gentle smile at me was lit from within, and
All others, who I always understood as traps,
Infinite sources of fascination,
Have very simply
dimmed.
Let them come and let them go.
Their pretty flesh is now like dirt to me.
You'll be the consummation of my dreams.