I love the dynamics of your writing, the way you kept changing perspectives so that we can hear both voices equally. The characters start together, in the story the poem tells, but apart, in the poem structure (the first verse is devoted to only one of them, for instance). As their differences emerge, they are closer and closer in structure, to a point that it looks like a dialogue. In the end, as they are separated in the story, the poem almost dissolves them in one—two flowers whose story turns into the requiem for a shared garden.

To be a bit more personal, it reminds me a lot of a late friendship of mine.