Before Midnight Poem by Alexandro Johns

Before Midnight



I look at
while she brushes her hair
in front of a mirror,
just in the minute to tell us good bye
and go back to our homes
before midnight;
just now I think she is pretty,
almost I wonder to myself
that may be I love her.

Tuesday, April 11, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: love and life
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