Gosh, I'd like to meet the girl Im going to marry. I'd write a new song just about her, burn all of my other love songs, buy some flowers, place four jars of fireflys (with holes in the tops so they can breathe ;D)in a square like fashion into the the ground of our secret area (where the stars can be seen), lay a warm colored pick-nic blanket down, and then, I would take her there. I would proceed to sing her the song and give her the flowers, but she wouldnt care about the flowers as much as she cared about the heart behind it all..... She would then cast the flowers down in sudden despiration and stradle me with her desirable legs, GASP!, it would take everything in me and more, but somehow I would manage to burst out, "No!, we have to wait til we're married!" and at first it would be kinda awkward, but later she would respect me for my decision. And also, when I get a little ancy in my pantcy, she would keep me honest too. Then we would just snuggle for a while under the stars. Her hair would smell like strawberries and passion friut and her skin would be soft and pure, untouched by any other male in the world, because she waited just for me, and I for her... But I havent met her yet.... so, I'll just wait on God until I find her... God hears my prayers, oh yes, He hears them.....