a study toward sonnet #1,432 by FisherKingKQJ
DRAFT
Our great grandparents probably would show
On city streets and scale Depression's height;
Pass one another phased, unphased smiles bestow,
They may have all been far too frank or light.
In Atlantis twelve thousand years ago
Our lookalikes in love fell, through hindsight;
As we two avatars wild kisses blow
In civil war against the moon, our satellite.
Slowly saw we our moon's turning shudder,
As warning flares blew off its southern seas,
We saw our colony would not appease,
Night sky blazed above us white on judder.
The vimana peeled smoothly lifting left,
As I worked out your cleavage, clit and cleft.