These Walls

I smell my life within these walls. The years and all that have dialed in my own perceptions and fantasies. And I miss you tonight and wish you had not left so soon. What a visit it would be, then and now. You did not give me that, funny, so much you did not give and yet so much you gave. My first love.

Published by denise marsa

Denise Marsa, originally born in Trenton, New Jersey, has been writing and producing music for decades. She is an award winning singer/singer and producer.

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