Frankensteins love

Frankensteins love  
 
If I was to make the perfect girl, what parts would I need, where would I find the pieces, to make my love succeed  
 
I'd need pretty eye, soft moist lips, long and flowing hair, all the curves a man could want, with skin so soft when bare  
 
The touch of a Angel, a heart that's made of gold, delicious tits and nipples, soft hands that I can hold  
 
Legs so very shapely, with the softest inner thigh, just a touch or glance at them, would simply make me sigh  
 
Then she'd have a the perfect Rose, petals soft and plump, as inviting as a feather bed, inside I'd love to jump  
 
Soft petals parted, I'd take a taste of her love made wine, she would taste of heaven and I would make you mine  
 
But I don't need to make my love, for it's already done, i simply have to think of you, you simply are the one  
 
No need for me to build a love, to make the perfect lady, she visits my dreams every night, you are my perfect baby  
 
Ron