3 Dimensional Interactive Movies

sonnet #1,575

As if a greyhound sprinting muzzled mute
I chase a thing Ive felt will resonate
Is memory enough a moving bait?
I feel desire accursedly acute
I missed her heart shed gladly give a hoot
Our robots stared in as she lay in state
At her own funeral she fronted late
A cancer claimed her kidney took its root
We fared a faithful couple through and through
On top of robots clunky retinue
As brittle bones ensured our kinky play
As manners couldnt conquer or waylay
A year has passed and still shes never aced
I swear its chitchat since theyre poker faced
Chorus aced beaten outclassed