hunny is that day yet?
is the day where you are scribbling down words
from a book on your shelf
and you see them as something more?
is it the day when you relize that words
are not just times new roman font
and they are not just telling a story
is that day?
the day when you rellieze that slowly
these words have knotted themselves around your heart
and that ink now runs in your veins?
is it the day when you come out of the pages of your books
and look at the world through new eyes
as words and ideas tumble through your head?
~are you a writer yet, hunny?