I Touch His Lips is an attempt to capture the feeling of touching my lover's lips.  He's known in my blog as BK, and I call him my lover even though we've never had sex, because this is the only term I can think of for him.  I love him, and he loves me, but he's trapped by his circumstances.

After three years apart, we managed to steal, or rather reclaim, a brief moment of contact.  Too many words were passing between us, and none of them could really express how we were feeling, so I touched his lips, and we both basically fell to pieces.