The Doctor’s Fingers Linger Too Long, My Breath Hitches As His Stethoscope Presses Against My Aching Chest, His Eyes Dark With A Hunger That Has Nothing To Do With My Pulse.
Strangers In The Night – Taylor Ortega, Skin Slick With Sweat And Secrets, Hips Grinding Against The Dark, Your Name A Moan I’ll Never Know.
