Only a Pawn

My heart is as cold as a summer dawn.

Wrap your soul in silk but your head is gone.

Sweep you in, cheer you on.

Yet my freedom is only a pawn.

Your heart is as warm as a winter drought.

Fill my soul with love and my head with doubt.

Ice me over, freeze me out.

I'll find my hope by another route.

(NaPoWriMo 4)