3 Dimensional Interactive Movies

Revised sonnet #1625

I bit my lip you slapped your boy he cussed
My kissing cousin did I dig the drill
You stormed away to trounce and sob and chill
It showed you less involved in level lust
A lovers spat about a share I've sussed
My smiles hold sway a pax of sorts instil
My squeezed heart suffers silently your will
What would you unify what would you bust?
You are away he grabs a chance to chat
You panic back in picture poke and plead
That I avoid him first next fault him flat
His faults as found are magnified indeed
I do regret our quickest kiss on lips
The forceful shake of his hand ginger grips
Chorus lips brims margins