Falling In Love

As i look at him my heart aches

i start to break.

i want to forget,

but he’s as beautiful as the color violet

As i talk my words stumble

i start to crumble

i try to talk

but it sounds like a squawk

he’s my dove

i think i’d call it love 

Reviews

[Maumil Mehraj]

I enjoyed the poem thoroughly. Just a friendly suggestion: try writing a blank verse (no rhyme scheme)
Thanks for sharing
Maumil