If I could create the perfect love.
I would sculpture an image of you.
Each form would be in your liken.
A crafted carving worth loving.

Whether it with wood.
Whether it with stone or plastic.
You can bet you be perfect.

On that pedestal you will stand.
With your arms reaching out to touch my hands.

I wouldn't alter you after I'm through.
Because I'm the artist that took time to make you.

Da vinci or Frazetta or Buscema or Kirby.
You'll be a prime example of the image of love.
Created by someone you will truly love.

This magical touch will leave an imprint.
With the words proclaiming at the bottom.
To the one I truly love.