ring-a-ling

I don't know you,
    and you certainly don't know me
but somehow there's a sense of familiarity
in the crackling of the phone line
over the 500-mile distance.

There's only one thing
that could bring us together on this April evening
only one thing
and as of now it's perhaps more effective
in these circumstances
than I ever could have imagined.

I invite you to extract your guess from
the cool night air - it by no means
will be hard to name.

It's the one word that encapsulates them all;
it is not vague;
and it should never be underestimated.

Music.
I tell you, my friend, it is music.