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In the sculptor's words... A Book of Verses underneath the
Bough,
A Jug of Wine, a Loaf of Bread, - and Thou
Beside me singing in the Wilderness -
Oh, Wilderness were Paradise enow!
- Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam
Edward FitzGerald translation, 1858
Actually the loaf of
bread isn’t all that necessary. Have you
ever had the perfect afternoon, naked with your lover in a field of grass and wildflowers,
experienced the cool breeze and gentle heat of spring sunshine and reveled in the dizzying
feeling of shared love and wine in the secluded outdoors?
I wish this memory for you and I hope “Wine Lovers” captures the
essence of your perfect moment for you forever. |
