Just another fling

Their eyes met.
Sparks flew.
Lips lock.
Static shock.
Vision blurred.
Feelings stirred.
Sweat drips.
Quivering lips.
Hands wander.
Both ponder.
"Something more,
"Or just a score?"
Clothes fly.
Fears die.
Next day
In dismay.
Should've known,
Still alone.