Look at him? I would look at him.  
I would look at his eyes and caress his mane locks.  
I would hug him and embrace him and keep him close to my heart.  
I would preen his wings and caress his wings with my mouth.  
I would buy him jewels and rare perfumes.  
I would take him out on a weekend.  
I would tenderly posses him and let him fill my with his warm love.  
I would present him to my parents and propose him inter-species marriage.  
I would participate into fringe science and dark magic rituals to have children of our own.  
I would spent the rest of life next to him until Death takes us into Her dark oblivion, so Bronies and Ponies will write ballads about our love.