All around me there are pieces of forever.
But I like to stay clear of those (they scare me).

Surrounding me are rays of morning sun,
reflecting themselves upon the morning dew.
((Not enough for you)).

For us, we have patches of midnight.
No pieces of forever. No morning sun.
We love in the darkness,
the quiet, with only crickets to chirp stories.

We love at the beginning of every new,
we love at midnight before morning dew.
We love with the moon, smiling in the sky.
We love with the stars, gracing the night.

Patches of midnight are special you see,
patches of midnight for you and for me.