music to my soul

my new love speaks to me
in his mother tongue
and I love the sound
of those syllables

against my neck
especially in the heat
of the moment,
it is music to my soul

he wants to take me
away from the city
to meet his family

and I wish I could
drop everything and go
there is no reason
to hide now, no fear

when he tells me
that he loves me
I hear something different
than I've ever heard
before,

more than the different
syllables, I hear honesty
in those words

my new love holds me
softly, whispers
in his mother tongue
and it is what I've
always wanted

and then some.