3 Dimensional Interactive Movies

a study toward sonnet #417 by FisherKingKQJ

I was so quietly furious as he tried
To grope me, without uttering hello,
He tried to bypass decorum and pride
With familiar recherche stroking mellow.
I didn't feel anything for him down below,
Not even after tumblers of dry white
He'd turned an amusing distant fellow,
His gravity was mock love at first sight.
I was hurt vaguely, I was dry and tight,
He twigged I didn't want sex anymore,
I didn't return his mumbled good night,
It was time to quit I mentally swore.
His smile was a cipher or line of code
But a peculiar love for him still flowed.

But a peculiar love for him still flowed.
But a peculiar love for him still ran.
But a peculiar love for him still streamed.

[Proof of concept for interactive movies.]