Two Strangers

Two strangers meeting in the night
Unable to control their need
This sexual want they do not fight
This sexual want they will feed

She knows that this all wrong
She does not even know his name
But this feeling is just too strong
She always has to play this game

He knows this is a one night stand
Another secret he has to hide
He traces her body with his hand
Then on the bed they will slide

But no protection did they take
Their minds would never see
Blinded to lust that they make
Both now cursed with HIV


copyright Chris Smith 2010