Until

I want nothing more, 

Than to have all of you,

Half my heart says it'll never be,

The other half can clearly see,

You and me reciting soliloquies.

I'll do much of nothing,

Til I feel you bonded to me,

I'll settle for nothing,

Less than 100 won't do,

I won't move, won't move.

Tell me everything and sweet nothings,

Write a song for me and sing out of key,

It won't matter as long as you're here,

I want nothing more than you,

I'll do much of nothing, until. 

By Badilisho

http://ibwriting.blogspot.com/