I am woman hear me roar

I am a woman 
my heartstrings are
tuned to romance like violin strings.
A lover is not enough for me.
I need the tender bow of the violinist.
To reach all the emotions to which
my feminine heart is capable.
The highs and lows the pathos
the allegro 
all the colors it can feel.
I  dance at the edge of a deep chasm
I know its painful jagged edges.
The marks and wounds it leaves.
It is a place I have climbed
out of many times.
For I am a woman.
I have learned to wear heartbreak
like a laugh line on my face.
Not to drown in the
 bitter waters of sadness.
Love has gone
 it is lost for now.
But now my heart
 is a free space
It is mine only mine.
A heart that is as
permanent as stone.
Full of passions 
that it will find again.
The old loves are now
 inside its memory.
It now fills with the salty waters
of the sea of hope.