OMG! You've really nice fingers.
You look like the morning sun after a long night of darkness.
I'd like to be reincarnated as one of your tears, because I'd be born in your eyes, live on your face, and die on your lips.
You're more beautiful than a hundred pink flamingos on a golf course.
It's a good thing same-sex marriage is legal here, because I'm already planning our wedding.
I like you, you like me. Let's get together and not make a family.
There's a game on Saturday. Want to?
There's not enough batteries in the world to be satisfied by your beauty.
Why don't you come over to my house so we can watch a little Sailor Moon to get in the mood?