When the weather stops changing

I have been stripping away coats of my history
where I come from, the cold bites through your bones
shatters and shakes your very being
you keep every piece of your body sheltered
away from the reach of intimacy
lest the cold reaches the mesh that holds your heart together
keeps you tangled in doubt of whether this world was ever meant to be warm enough
it takes guts to lean on somebody's spine
it takes guts to let secrets float

trust is a crack made by a builder's boulder truck
passing in the path of your search for a soul mate
but when your rain comes
it fixes the crack
grows a rose of forgiveness
a tulip of letting go

you let a thick carpet of lush bloom
where i can rest in the shade of your protection
you have been watering the break in my heart
so when the weather changes
and a storm hits
turns the tide and throws you off balance
when the ship of your love starts sinking
i hope i will be strong enough
i hope i will be the rescue you have been searching for
i hope my gut tremble will  be earthquake strong enough
to turn every fear of sinking into bravery
to stretch my arms to hold you
to never think of letting go

when you need your space
i hope i will have the courage to let you travel into space
without fear of your non return
i hope i will trust
that you will find the truth you are mining for
and bring the treasure of your search
for a time when the weather stops changing