More than kisses, letters mingle souls.

Sir, more than kisses, letters mingle souls. For, thus friends absent speak.

Sir, more than kisses, letters mingle souls; for, thus friends absent speak

So, so, break off this last lamenting kiss, / Which sucks two souls, and vapours both away,/ Turn thou ghost that way, and let me turn this, / And let our selves benight our happiest day.

Ghettos and barrios and abusive homes and trauma wards may produce scarred souls; they can cripple more human spirits than they strengthen.

Kiss till the cows come home.