Consumption

Life consumes me not like it used to a great damask is spread life-table and a bed no chairs to tease you all my special dinner served in peace every fall so i can eat with ease royally why damask for my table, me? and not the satin, it be? to dine with peace and ease at all to have pleasure each fall anyway what the table-cloth concerns damask, satin, cotton or whatever it learns i'll let me treat better than ever like life itself is consuming me royal or not, i do not care anyway, life consumes me, it sounds rare and now i'm a piece of life self ready to consume myself it gives me satisfaction as life did consume me with fatal attraction i mirror back in my menu Life consumed me sans tenue my consumption ablaze my taste buried my hunger flurried but i never worried just like it does now i am grateful for every flow what i may consume of life or life consumes me thankful for any strife and gratitude in glee to only Thee.... Card designed by Sylvia Frances Chan © Sylvia Frances Chan AD. Friday 28th February 2014 Sunny day, full of sunrays 10 C degrees