Blind souls

Lightning strikes.
the sky is lit.
two palms meet.
electricity flows.
a connection is made.
a smile is exchanged.
but none is seen.
the sight is found within.
with eyes closed
and lips sealed,
conversations are held.
two beings surrounded
by each other.
each- their own soul.
each different.
and these two-
each, the others
alter-ego.
the same,
but not exactly.
energy
inner peace
an adytum
light...
peace...
two souls meet
at a crossroads.
each goes
a different way.
together they walk
down different paths
as lightning strike