a study toward sonnet #161 by FisherKingKQJ
I'm confused: is that me in your eye gleam?
Me and me right side up, a one time brat-
With you, things become what they seem,
Your 3D tables and walls endorse flat.
I love you in the ninth life of a cat,
You're upside down in millions of grey shades,
Yet your cheeks still translate a rosy that
On my retinas bakes its smiling grades.
I love that you love twill pinstripes and plaids,
I can't wait to map blindspot to blindspot
The two seconds before a first kiss trades,
I'm down a blind alley, lost in your subplot.
I profess I've got the lovesick boy shakes,
Which your elusive coy character shapes.
{3D interactive chorus in G flat:}
I profess I've got the lovesick boy shakes.
I profess I've got the lovesick boy quivers.
I profess I've got the lovesick boy tremors.