He stared at her with longing affection.
"So, where is the seat of your love? ", he asked.
"Is it in your heart? "
"No", she said with a smile.
"So where is it? ", he inquired.
"Love has no localized center", she said.
"It has no specific seat. It is neither
in the subject, nor in the object.
Love dwells and throbs in our relationship."
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It takes two people to create a complete love. It is apparent in the relationship and binds the two hearts together. A beautiful way to look at and understand love.