And what of the touch that is of lips?

 That touch of sweet caress upon another?
In pressing or in whispers.
In passion or in whimpers.

The thought of lips touches alone.

From lips on lips
From head to toe.
Thought yearns lips
When alone lips touch thought.

When passions thought touches lips,
Lips speak in heated wetness.
Touching everything lips can touch.
Speaking much with only touch.
Thought grows from this touch.
And this touch grows from thought.

With lips in this silence
Reflected in all thought and touch,
Where is it said this thought
Is only touch?

The language for lips
Is thought touched extreme.
 

Words of thought touch lips
In whispers and sighs,
Conversation and lies,
Painful thought touching cries,
Touch lips and burn eyes.

Whispers touch thoughts
From the thoughts touching whispers.
In secrets that touch
From the thought to conceal.
In speech touched by love
And it's quiet reveal.

Quiet consideration is a whisper
That's touched by thought.

Sighs are thoughts touched of many things.
None more thought-intoned.

Lips touched by speech that have no thought?
Lips touched without thought
Touch ears in vain.
And vain might be the only thought.

But speech touched by thought
Touches all that lips touch.
And all thought is then touched.

Lies touch lips for gain
And touch another in pain.
For a touch from such thought
Also has a thought in opposition.
(And it has it's own touch.)

And what of the touch that is of hands?