sonnet The ring I bought

The ring I bought my dear man could ignore
An improvised sign via a loving gift
Your skills and faculties and flair at fore
You kissed my brow responsive squarely swift
If love of life is what you most adore
Id say my levity inspires uplift
You forged acquaintance first you craved my core
You tagged along excused you caught my drift
I sense a shadow snakes across your heart
Three per cent is standard margin error
You and I are matched well yet what terror
Hits my heart bumping bad luck off the chart
Can it be wrong to find in favour fault?
And can love vaporise things which revolt?
Chorus fault error mistake