Do you know what it is?

Do you know what it is?
In a heart it creates bliss,
In cars it creates mist,
In bars it gets you pissed,
At home it provides the kiss,
In gardens and forests it picks,
In minds-eyes it plays tricks,
In dresses its image sticks,
At home it provides the kiss,
In everything I do it hits
and overpowers all my wits
when eyes close and my thoughts flit
it’s there,
perfectly still,
blurring away,
until I lose focus,
and my eyes open,
and I’m alone.

At home it provides the kiss,
Do you know what I wish?