A million heirs

I could have a million heirs
By a million different tales
I could choose any race in any place
Your pale face is filled with grace
I'm Filled with insecurities
Driven with passion and rage
Mistakes where made
You are the ten percent
That I treated like the ninety
You are the morning dew
That blooms my flowers
Gives fuel to my love
The spore that broke the bold
Can we not love once more
Understand the other
Break the codes and release our souls
Make amends to the last year
I've only ever needed to be told
With swift actions I can mold
Transform into a force once known
By the bold and lovers of old
Take hold of my hand
Let go of your fear
I'll grasp my control
Stand strong like
A bouncers hold
Wielding a heart of pure gold
Quiz you on random bible trivia
While you cook us a meal
Who wants another
When I've found you
Why continue to search the trees
When God has prepared a feast
No more hunger or thirst
I understand it now with
Monogamy and lives to be

You could have a million guys
Give them all a million tries
Yet you choose me
No need to speak of
what we did in the past
These are lessons in equality
Your wise ways and commitment
Should of been listened to
It took some time but you knew
I would still be right here
Sitting under the sycamore tree
Learning patience and discipline
Savings and maturity
The difference between the
Ninety and the ten out of a hundred
That special one to the million
The right family to the modern day