Touch Me Like Time Is Running Out. ⏳🔥

Touch me like the clock is bleeding seconds—like every heartbeat is a countdown, and your hands are the only thing that can steal them back. ⏳🔥
Don’t be gentle. Don’t hesitate. Hurry.
Run your fingers like you’re mapping a soul you’ll never see again. Press your palm to my chest like you’re trying to keep my heart from racing into the void. Kiss me like you’re sealing a vow the world won’t let us keep. I don’t need perfection—I need urgency. The kind that leaves fingerprints on my ribs and echoes in my bones long after you’re gone. Because time isn’t kind, but your touch?
It’s a rebellion.
A riot.
A last spark before the dark.
So touch me—now, hard, true—
before the hourglass empties…
and all that’s left of us is the ghost of your hands on my skin. 😏

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