3 Dimensional Interactive Movies

a study toward sonnet #123 by FisherKingKQJ

He clinched me for a couple of moments
Then whirled me in his arms. His broad ribcage
He pressed cross mine as a hot condolence,
I seized his forearm partly in umbrage
To right myself. His mood was hard to gauge,
But his biceps were taut, as hard as stone.
Since he was very tall, his demeanour sage,
He patronised me through eloquent tone,
Which panicked me. And yet I was not alone
As his legs quaked next to mine! Then his long face
He arched and dropped to mine, my startled moan
To sobs reduced. His pashing lacked a grace.
Only the sound of breathing broke the air
And he cradled my head with novel flair.

{3D interactive chorus:}

And he cradled my head with novel flair.
And he cradled my head with novel panache.
And he cradled my head with novel style.
[Corrected for rhythm and typeset 2/10/05.]