"the lines we walk through"

She has her favorite word, her most cherished pen, and her laptop - or should I say, her bank of thoughts. She likes to be in a trance, wandering inside her own imagination. Yet, she never fails to smile and look at me, asking for my own favorites. My answer will always be the same: the lines that we walk through, hand in hand, lost with every line of the stanza that she creates. Oh, to be loved by a writer.

UNO X DENILLE