In response to Raina~

I have started blogging again so fear not dear one. :*

Here is a tiny piece of happiness for you:

It is passion and not art 
Who despises me.


I must be goaded, 
But she
Is neglectful of me.


Though mistress,
She simmers away
As soon as I
Draw near.


She spews such nonsense
If I wake her.


It is passion and not art,
Who slumbers in the book piles
So difficult to rouse.