It is the love that was created from inanimate objects alive

Hey, do we really like the things we've done, like furniture and cars and everything we've got, so I wrote this saying,
 

What we love at home, in the room, in the fireplace, and in our poems, songs, etc.

We miss him in exotic nights, he is not the house, nor the bed, nor the fireplace

Rather, our feelings and memories that weaved themselves around these inanimate objects and sent in them the pulse of life and made them creatures ... loved and missed ..

We love the sweat of our hands in the canvas and perfume ourselves on the curtains and while celebrating the past ..

In fact, we celebrate the present without knowing these past moments that we loved, and we kept dragging it with us every day, so it became with us a continuous present.

It is the love that was created from inanimate objects alive