Take her to a see a Shakespeare play. Afterwards go out for a cafe mocha at a local coffee shop. Have light discussion on the meaning of life, ethics, and standards of beauty.
Then buy her fresh flowers held together by string, not in a vase. Next, go for a walk along the river, politely take her hand into yours. Hold her hand as you would hold a bird...not too tight, not too light, just right.
While at the river, point out the beauty and juxtaposition of the choppy waters and the still, wonderfully still board walk.
It's dusk now. Getting a little chilly. Take off your trench coat and gently place it upon her soft, sweet shoulders.
Ask to walk her back to her downtown condo. As you arrive at her door tell her that the night is still young, and ask to come in for additional discussion.
Have a seat on her balcony and sip fine green tea whilst holding her hand and listening to soft Handel in the background. Next, look up at the southern skies, point out Jupiter to her and note that you've always found it's giant red spot to be mysterious and romantic.
She will kiss you on the cheek. Return one on her lips. Next she'll return to the room, whispering to you" hold on a minute, I've got a surprise" She emerges from the bathroom a few moments later dressed in the finest of silk lingerie. Using her index finger she summons you in a come-here fashion.
Go in gently, good friend. Missionary only as she is lady of the lord. Take one of the flowers purchased earlier. Rub the petals gingerly down her centerline as you impregnate her.
Lie next to her, hold her throughout the night. Hold her as you held her hand...not too light, not too tight...just right.
As you awake in the morning, orange sun rays plastered across her voluptuous body, grab the string holding the flowers together. Take that string, place it around her left ring finger and ask her to be your wife. Get married, breh.
The end.