3 Dimensional Interactive Movies

a study toward sonnet #202 by FisherKingKQJ

His hazel, glazed, contemplative eyes flicked
Up and into the thin laserlike beam
Of my own eyes; this moment he picked
With concern, his sorry self to redeem.
He needed a woman to bolster his esteem
In the world, there was a catch in his voice,
The tears which welled might as well teem,
I thought - I would be no one's second choice.
If he avoided girls, I'd eschew boys,
He would never look at an ash blonde,
Nor the other alchemical alloys,
A honey blonde or a platinum blonde.
His eyes must cherish strawberry blonde hair-
With a kiss I hear what I want to hear.

{3D interactive chorus:}

His eyes must cherish strawberry blonde hair.
His eyes must cherish strawberry blonde locks.
His eyes must cherish strawberry blonde tresses.