Their music marks
my milestones
summer love,
heartbreak,
and rebound.
A few notes
and it all comes back
the smell of coconut oil,
a hundred tissues,
English Leather after shave.
The sound of the Beach Boys
takes me back to my youth
the Beatles, to my final days
of college, Michael Jackson,
Whitney Houston, Modonna,
earmark other events in my life story.
The faces change,
lyrics too
but the emotions they elicit
goes on for generations.
The words and melody they choose
something in the design
of their throat and tongue
allows them to hit the right notes
to become the music for my life.
Watercolor: Birds on a Branch by drice
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