I really truly wish for a romantic night on Valentine's Day. I want flowers, chocolates, dinner, walk in the park, or by the beach, or a night out in town. We would have a nice dinner at a fancy restaurant, perhaps spend some time dancing, and when we had danced our heart out, we would decide to go some place quiet to get fresh air. He would ask me, "Do you want to get out of here?" And I would say, "Yes. I do."
He would take my hand, "Come with me," he'd say. And we would walk through the crowd and leave the dance floor. We would drive to the beach, park the car, and he would lead me to the shore. We would walk bare-feet, feeling the sand in our toes, the wind would caress our cheeks, our arms. The gentle breeze would be refreshing and delightful. The stars would be twinkling and cheerful. And the night would be simply enchanting.
