I'm a misty expulsion, a pressurized play, From a nozzle I burst, then vanish away. I can paint, I can cleanse, I can cool with a hiss, But hold me too close, and you'll get a wet kiss What am I?

I can either measure or govern but that the basic straight thing I can be

Athletes and dancers flock to me. Some for the game, others for romance. When I'm in the game I'm all around the field or court. When I'm at the dance the whole room is about me.

Put your cousin to sleep, When split in half and then swapped. Your face is to this, as a floor is to mops. With you while cunsuming, your lap it’s atop. Tell me, what’s your favorite? Be it paper or cloth?

I can make sure nothing leaks or swim in the ocean