Stubborn Fool

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If love is punishment,
Then I gladly accept!
My punishment is sweet
Especially with you.
My heart flutters and rests
Whenever you are near.
My torture is these thoughts.
Of gaining your favor,
Kissing under the stars,
And holding your hands.
These thoughts are my torture.
Stay or leave, I don't care.
I'll have tried if you leave
Before I have your love.

/I know these last two seem kinda cheesy, dramatic, and very much influenced by love for someone. They kind of are, but they are also markings of how much I have grown as I continue writing poems.\

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