3 Dimensional Interactive Movies

sonnet #1,665

At times I thresh out life defining themes,
I note in nicotine and change in weight
There's little worth, they're terminally late
Among cross outs and blots in reams and reams.
I'll envy equals, loiter long daydreams
Begrudging one bloke's gorgeous nose or pate,
Another's social skills, which animate,
Another's style, airs, grace and money streams.
Till I touched upon your face the future
The feature perfect, near bland, unique yet,
Seamless if in areas styled by suture,
My eyesight was nought but a blinkered bet.
My heart rests with you my pretty pretty
Throughout zooming zones of nittygritty.

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o pretty
o handsome
o gorgeous