Worth

who would the girl
be
if she was only a little less
and a lot more
who
would the girl be
if she was only a little more
and a lot
less

meek

words
are a contract
I have signed
my soul
to

words
are a lover
who cannot commit

who leaves
scented promises
wherever their memory
remains

who vows
upon the world
yet
only
proves
the diamond