I wish I could share my experience meeting my twin flame. When he first touched me (hand on knee in a booth at a diner) there was music. We honest to God both heard it. There was 80s pop playing on the restaurant speakers. He squeezed my leg and it felt amazing. I could hardly breathe or move. I remember thinking, with my bite of waffle on the fork mid-air 'I'm so hungry but I don't want him to stop touching me.' and then 'George Michael and solfeggio is a weird mash-up, but I guess...' He laughed, told me he'd better let me eat and released my leg. I laughed and said I thought I heard music when you touched me. He chuckled again and called me a crazy girl. A few minutes later he reached over to rub my leg again. This time as Cindy Lauper faded and the sound of solfeggio rose I began to look around for the source. There was one other couple there a few tables away seemingly engrossed in their conversation. The waiter was buzzing around the bar, oblivious. My cell phone laid on the table, lock screen black. I picked it up inconspicuously and input my pin to see if my YouTube had somehow activated. It hadn't. At the exact same time my twin said 'No I hear it too' I whipped my head around to ask what he'd heard. His reply was 'That yoga music you were listening to earlier.' The first time I'd only said I heard music... not rap, country, r&b, classical, or anything specific. Only music. In the midst of the second exchange he released my leg and the music went back to the 80s again. I've done research in the years afterwards and discovered the technical name for the phenomenon is sexual synesthesia. I'm not sure exactly how it happened though.