3 Dimensional Interactive Movies

A study toward sonnet #195 by FisherKingKQJ

Would he my love for him always requite?
If I couldn't satisfy him in bed,
If infertility became my blight,
If my habits adjudged millstone or lead?
My feeling of selfloathing had now bred
A second self, and my fists in my lap
So as to contain anxiety,or dilute spread,
I slowly wrung: I was weak, in a flap.
And obviously needy, void, a sensual gap,
I felt my mouth twitch; but in a blink
He missed my narcisstic handicap:
Of perfect bulimia what would he think?
All the room might hear my racing pulse,
I drew a steady breath not to repulse.

{3D interactive chorus:}

I drew a steady breath not to repulse.
I drew a steady breath not to appal.
I drew a steady breath not to disgust.