.. Sweet, there is nothing left to say. But this, that love is never lost, keen winter stabs the breasts of May. Whose crimson roses burst his frost, ships tempest-tossed will find a harbour in some bay, and so we may ... - Her voice by Oscar Wilde - Stationery: Written Word Calligraphy - Ode to Oscar Wedding Editorial by Mona Abo said of Birds & Honey (Styling, Design + Creative Direction) + Christie Graham (Photography) - via Magnolia Rouge (Florist: Celsia Floral) #oscarwilde