3 Dimensional Interactive Movies

Revised sonnet #1631

Im so in love you see its hard to speak
My hand yours drops as it might sweat a lake
The chat might fizzle out my heart might break
Of own accord claim we could club unique
A lick of lips a purse a pout and peak
Cecede to quaint inflected fine voice quake
Five furtive fingers which imply an ache
I shouldnt stare up close I scope you chic
Yes its way wiser if I look elsewhere
And look on us as others look on us
A foolish fellow forcing futile fuss
A gorgeous girl engrossing far and near
If loveless lying Ill just die dead respawn
Ill beg off fevered feelings never fawn
Chorus respawn regenerate revive