The Love, Runs

When I reach my hand out, Your all I think about, My love may pout, But I'll always aodre you, Without a doubt. I shed a tear, But you wash away my fears. For my love for you leers, Even if it's rough to steer. I'll sit and wait, It'll never be too late. We expand, Proving the world bland. We dominate, Even if the people instigate. My love for you runs, Across the mountain and to the skies. Our love has no funds, No matter how hard we try. I branded my heart, And gave life a fresh start.