Finally In India And Talking Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Discussing poignant stories with one another, like opening
a book of one another's lives, an honest and enlightening
focus and insight into another way of life.

Eye-opening, intelligent, speaking on a transcendental level
that few have found or known in life, being opened like a
rose in spring, awakened and immediately searching for each
other's souls.

A perfect and total intellect, meeting on a higher plain,
bringing joy and satisfaction to both of us in this early
morning hour, now having found the essence of one another
while talking.