It was the wink of approval of fate
Fate that mated them on a date
A date to end an endless search for a date
Was it not the handiwork of fate?
Had they not been living dangerously
Sexually in promiscuity
Living their daily ways like their own business
Sensually, freely
Either in the dark at night
Or behind closed doors by day?
He with lasses and damsels and spinsters
Some for free
Some to pay a fee
She with lads and daddies and bachelors
Some for free
Some for a fee
As they ate everything
Anything
They ate from a can of worms
As they embraced everything
Anything
They incubated future predicaments
From the present sextertainment
Through an unfettered sex banquet
Was there not a plan to hide a past?
So to be in the present
Were they not holding back a sordid past
So to live a solid present
And pretend there was no soiled past
It was a past veneered beneath by the plaster
II
The marriage date was announced
As soon as it was fixed
As long as dating was blessed
As long as mating was guaranteed
Marriage was made from shoes and suits and bowties
From makeups and straw hats and long gowns
From bites and drinks
And from diamond rings
Marriage was consummated with kisses and caresses
There was not at all a shocking surprise
Did they not know they were two of a kind?
Were they not two of the same kind?
That was not at all a shocking surprise
III
It took seven years to sound the alarm bells
For the bells to tell the entire tale
For the bells tolled and told how
How they fooled their own selves
In the name of satisfying a yelling libido
He was the first to complain of body disorders
That one hovered not just on the borders
His was a proper disorder
That turned out a big bother
Were many surprises expected?
Did he not know that viruses do not forgive
Did he not know that viruses do not forget
Did he not know that viruses are born to live
He was so surprised that a virus survived
His body will never be free of fevers
Never!
Never lower in temperature
Never!
He was never spared the cancers
Never!
Never free of the blisters
Never!
“What a mess!” said his doctor
What complex condition to discover
What next to do for my patient to recover
Am I not perplexed at his frequent fevers
The thought to unravel makes me quiver
The culprit was finally uncovered
Did he not know the root of the fevers
Did he not understand the symptoms
Were the symptoms not signs of impending doom
His doctor discovered sooner than later
Was is it now not so obvious
Was is it now not too late to be cautious
Was he not blown away
Blown up
Blown off
By a full-blown Acquired Immune Deficiency Syndrome
It was only a matter of hours
To countdown to the end of his days
To draw down the curtain
To welcome the darkness
IV
She was afraid to see the end of her days
She ran so quickly to run a whole body test
So she ran back home with a positive body test
Then she ran back from home to grab an Anti-retroviral set
She was afraid she could follow him to end her days
