3 Dimensional Interactive Movies

a study toward sonnet #813 by FisherKingKQJ

I can't be laid on conscious conscientious,
Love asks for one cornerstone that's solid,
Grout gets telescoped as mild contentious,
Since instinct might not arbitrate for stolid.
All your gestures, sighs, and smiles are salted
In motor memory deep, part known clear;
From your spirit time has washed the squalid,
Converged as one my booty calling leer.
I'm jerked round by a gravity string weir,
Lie in bed not counting on next morning,
That I'll wake once more, find you supine near,
I can't manage my pulse, gait or yawning.
My hands roam of their own will in caper,
Stroke your painted toenail, thin leg taper.

(Chorus)
o $10,000 caper
o $10,000 adventure
o $10,000 rollick

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