Sticky Kissy

The radio's just been playing "Baby Knock Me a Kiss" by Louis Jordan and you can't get better than jam and kisses. Both can:

be sticky; stay in the corners of one's mouth; come in a variety of colors; be savored in the middle of winter, when ripe fruit has long since disappeared (at least in this frost-frigid metropolis); go well with either cream cheese or butter or stand on their own sweet feet. Yum.

The Dickinsonian oracle predicts your fate with both jam and kisses:

Expectation - is Contentment -
Gain - Saiety -
But Saiety - Conviction
Of Necessity

Of an Austere trait in Pleasure -
Good, without alarm
Is a too established Fortune -
Danger - deepens Sum -
(E. Dickinson, 865)