If I were to • So instead I'll
Hold hostage
             every cashier •  your hands in mine
Steal
every cent from the registers • the starlight in your eyes      
Rob
  every bank • you of words
Ransack
                       every vault • the crevices of your mind
And take
every diamond in existence • your breath away                

                          I still wouldn't come close to being • In the hopes that your beauty will finally make me
*worthy of you