A Medley Of Messages

L O W L I G H T

Lost in the low light,

a sea of shadows and opportunities,

I met you.

A chance at love for a loveless person like me.

It was in the low light,

where I finally felt renewed,

a fresh breeze newly made by old churning waves.

It was in the low light when a new story began,

written on recycled pages from the life of pain and sadness I once had.

A spark so bright,

pushing out the darkness.

A spark made by the connecting of our lips,

and the connecting of our hearts.

Two hearts playing the game of love,

a game I've lost so many times before.

But,

in this low light,

I feel as though anything is possible.