“I love his passion, his power, his gentleness and his caress. His stories full of cries and laughter, his glory of the gods…at worst and best… The Ocean, my and only lover. My Ocean that the key to treasure chest possesses…”

“If there is ambrosia in this world,Then it is your kiss,It is your kiss,It is your kiss.If there is alchemy in this world,Then it is your touch,It is your touch,It is your touch.If there is magic in this world,Then it is your face,It is your face,It is your face.If there is wonder in this world,Then it is your smile,It is your smile,It is your smile.If there is perfection in this world,Then it is you,It is you,It is you.If there is truth in this world,Then this is it,This is it,This is it.”

“The universe blew god a stranger’s kiss. Earth landed softly upon infinity’s lips. He’s been dying to know her better ever since.”

“I don’t just sip my coffee.I kiss it!”

“When sugar kisses your lips, it’s like an early morning kiss between two lovers.”

“It’s when you wake up with a mouthful of fur, that you suddenly realize that you’ve been kissing the dog again.”

“She glared at me like she was about to punch me, but then she did something that surprised me even more. She kissed me.”Be careful seaweed brain.” She said putting on her invisible cap and disappearing.I probably would have sat there all day, trying to remember my name, but then the sea demons came.”

“When the flowers, and the sky are blue, then you shall have the mountains rise up and kiss the sky as a mother would kiss her child.”

“Love is a sublime riddle wrapped in tenderness imbued with the ardor kiss of Divinity.”

“Before I could lose my courage, I said, “Don’t I get a kiss for luck? It’s kind of a tradition, right?”I figured she would punch me. Instead, she drew her knife and stared at the army marching toward us. “Come back alive, Seaweed Brain. Then, we’ll see.”

“You and I, it’s as though we have been taught to kiss in heaven and sent down to earth together, to see if we know what we were taught.”

“She puts her hands on either side of my face, and the room falls away. I have never gotten so lost in a kiss before. And then, the space between us explodes. My heart keeps missing beats and my hands cannot bring her close enough to me. I taste her and realize I have been starving. I have loved before, but it didn’t feel like this.I have kissed before, but it didn’t burn me alive. Maybe it lasts a minute, and maybe it’s an hour. All I know is that kiss, and how soft her skin is when it brushes against mine, and that even if I did not know it until now, I have been waiting for this person forever.”

“I know I want you,” he heard himself say, all his vows and his honor all forgotten. She stood before him naked as her name day, and he was as hard as the rock around them. He had been in her half a hundred times by now, but always beneath furs, with others all around them. He had never seeen how beautiful she was. Her legs were skinny and well muscled, the hair at the juncture of her thighs a brighter red than that on her head. Does that make it even luckier? He pulled her close. “I love the smell of you,” he said. “I love your red hair. I love your mouth, and the way you kiss me. I love your smile. I love your teats.” He kissed them, one and then the other. “I love your skinny legs, and what’s between them.” He knelt to kiss her there, lightly on her mound at first, but Ygritte moved her legs apart a little, and he saw the pink inside and kissed that as well, and tasted her. She gave a little gasp. “If you love me all so much, why are you still dressed?” she whispered. “You know nothing, Jon Snow. Noth—oh. Oh. OHHH.”Afterward, she was almost shy, or as shy as Ygritte ever got. “The thing you did,” she said, when they lay together on their piled clothes. “With your…mouth.” She hesistated. “Is that…is it what lordss do to their ladies, down in the south?””I don’t think so.” No one had ever told Jon just what lords did with their ladies. “I only…wanted to kiss you there, that’s all. You seemed to like it.””Aye. I…I liked it some. No one taught you such?””There’s been no one,” he confessed. “Only you.”

“May I kiss you then? On this miserable paper? I might as well open the window and kiss the night air.”