rusty like wheels of an old steam engine

I boarded the train to see
Just where we were headed
As your passenger you have
Taken me through hills,
Valleys, lakes cried by angels
In dark nights, driven me through
Thunder storms that have erupted
Out of frustration, and I still see
The sunlight bursting in from the
Grey skies (that can form some days
Without warning). I respect you for
Journeying on with your lover in tow
Ensuring my safety along the way.
With the continuing certainty that
One day we will arrive at a place
Perfect for our love.