Words and art by Jacques Pierre François.
“Love is flowers in bloom. A multi-faceted garden of sorts. Full of promise and allure. A constant reassurance that life is worth enduring the obstacles. Love is also a hallucinogen. It’s so gorgeous that sometimes you’re unaware that the very thing you find irresistible may also lead you to your demise. You’re so lost trying to maintain the illusion of what you feel, you never see the angels gunning for you or the roots of those very pretty roses tightening around your limbs. Tangled in a garden that’s fully blossomed where, in due season, everything is bound to perish.”