a study toward sonnet #408 by FisherKingKQJ
Letica Interactive
I loved his mind and demeanour so much
I thought I could ignore his many faults;
The passage of time truncated that crutch,
Rough diamond mannerisms looked assaults.
I wriggled into place with frequent jolts,
The pump was primed and the shoehorn heeled,
The bread was leavened, too, so calling halts,
By calling better different he was annealed.
So hindsight allows it to be coolly revealed:
No longer does he zero into my clit,
No longer do my boobs his biting field,
No longer do his french kisses snake spit.
We've mutated to be people more like ourselves,
As our deep love into deeper love delves.
As our deep love into deeper love delves.
As our deep love into deeper love explores.
As our deep love into deeper love rummages.
[Proof of concept for three dimensional interactive movies in the rhyme scheme A flat, B flat, C flat, D flat, E flat. 10/11/04]