I love you,
he says in a whisper,
as if someone could hear
in the middle of nowhere:
He turns to leave forever.
I love you too
she mouths from a distance,
and turns away enough
to cause dew to cry
on rose petals
in the center of a desert.
She wonders if he can
smell their fragrance.
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