Ideally for me a date would always be envisioned somewhat like this painting that I just got done with.
Under the moonlit sky would be two souls intertwined. They meet just for a night before separation. They dance, sing and be gay!
Laying on the grass, holding hands and kisses would be exchanged. Giggles would be heard along with the birds chirping.
Only they would know how much they love each other. Not their families, not their religion, nor their neighbours. This night is just theirs to express how much they mean to each other.
Being a hopeless romantic is an out of the world feeling.