3 Dimensional Interactive Movies

Revised sonnet #1633

I was way wrong to reckon love ours pure
And earmark it as earnest doddle done
I flattered you when options felt far fewer
How was I wood in woe when work Id shun?
In cursory eye glances rhymes read cure
Such sultry sonnets never beyond a pun
All laboured long on printers dyes endure
Each seamless seems all said and sweatless won
Livelier long ago engaged Id given
My right arm up for this exquisite rut
Dedicated diarist demon driven
Such satin skin of your arms knees and butt
Tighter lines inspired stuff scribbled later
Gorgeous gems Id give you glister greater
Chorus later after post