A Woman Without Heat

A Woman Without Heat
By Amy Moloney

A woman survives without heat
Upon smiles that raise the sea
Held tight, secrets, inside and out
Carrying the seeds of bitter doubt
She flows with quiet yet clumsy grace
Pain never hidden from her weathered face
Floats like petals upon a midnight breeze
Sunlight penetrating through the freeze
A wild beast within a strangers cage
Desperation is the war she waged
Youthful hope holds no power here
A woman lost to her deluge of fear
No redemption can heal this siren’s soul
Without damnation taking an eternal toll
The heat once bright encased in heart
Withers without at least a matching spark
Spiral down until darkness becomes real
Heat now something she must learn to steal
A woman without her own heat
Builds a fire then sets it free
Remembering a time when heat burned deep
Learning to live as a woman no one will keep