The Music

Every time I turn on the radio

I can hear you
All the songs beat
with a rhythmic cacophony
That connects me to your heart
Each lyric a brick
formed from mold of our stories
the melodies are the mortar
holding together the bricks
Pounded together by the beats
All coalescing
to form that long, winding road
that leads me back to you.
I can shut off the radio
But the music plays on