The Chase

The mile I'd run

To be with you,

Would feel like

Nothing more

Than a step or two.

 

I'd travel the world

With alot of haste,

Praying that I

Was not too late.

 

I'd swim across

The largest sea,

Hoping that you'd be

Waiting for me.

  

The smile thats placed

Upon your face

Was worth every bit

Of the chase.