a study toward sonnet #814 by FisherKingKQJ
I know you through your calm golden aura,
Your silhouette rotating slowly to face me,
We're standing knee high in exotic flora,
Some venus flytraps, near an old cork tree.
Our juggled future life ahead I scry and see,
Above your face there floats a buckyball,
It's trapped by avatar Da's cosmic knee,
Pink flames any bad karma do forestall.
You can remember what my words recall,
Arm wrestling, itchy toes flicking out sand,
Those tailgate picnics on the barrier wall,
A low tide curve of Mission bay's pale strand.
Symmetric reversals have us stricken,
Rosey dawn dusk after black sands thicken.
(Chorus)
o $10,000 stricken
o $10,000 captivated
o $10,000 mesmerised
[Autocube3 - for 3d interactive movies.]