The flame is a moment in the wind, but even when it’s gone, there is the memory. It is ancient, beautiful, everywhere and always, even marble hearts will still burn in the remembrance of love, promises and lies.
Live, Love, Feel. Like a swarm of firebirds that carry you home.
Make yourself a refuge from life’s battles with lush and lavish roses, deep, profound, glorious red roses that fill your space with beauty.
