3 Dimensional Interactive Movies

a study toward sonnet #1,427 by FisherKingKQJ

The wicked words that I said could fit anyone,
And could hurt anyone, yet true, I'd take
Them back straight, had I pondered how they'd stun,
Exaggerated shrieks, too, bluff fist shake.
Perhaps I felt unworthy round you, fun
With you I feared would end on your uptake,
My being too clever by half, quarter done,
A saboteur of self presenting fake.
I could die of heartbreak, miss the morning,
Please ring, please say there's another fellow,
Else tell me how we can meet, get mellow,
Else knock down that door, flag me first warning.
I told you where to go, you always give,
Give me back motive, through you I could live.