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Mark Bell Dec 2024
Who am I ?
a player
In your game
Will I be just an
Encounter
Never knowing
My name
A night of passion
A night of wine
Silky touch
Loving hands
Im I to be
A one night stand.
Hope so
It feels so right
Only problem
I got to tell
The wife
Mark Bell Dec 2024
Your touch
Sends shivers
Down my spine
You are my lover
Sweet taste of wine.

You are the cherry
On the perfect cake
I love you
There’s no
Mistake

I have no lies
Only truths
Always open
Never aloof

Lips on lips
Skin on skin
Warmth of a touch
Warms me within.

Both
Being deaf
Both
Being blind
Having touch
That’s just fine

Imagination,
Our hearts
Entwine
Together
We make up
Our own
Sunshine.

Our skies
Are dark
We don’t
Have much
We get our
Loving
Simply through
Touch

Sweet.
Mark Bell Dec 2024
Watching the world
Go by
Watching humans
Laugh and cry
I reside in a wonderful
Park
I go to sleep when
It’s dark
In the morning
The sun comes up
I warming to  blue
Skies
All these lovely
People just
Wandering
Passing by.
In inclement weather
I get truly drenched
Some people warm to me
See Im just an old park
Bench.
Mark Bell Dec 2024
My mind is a wash
With many a thought
Bad and good
But can’t be caught
Thoughts sometimes
Like a runaway train
Chemicals bouncing
Around in my brain.
Everything inert
Everything inane
Im trying to play
A thoughtful game
But when your on
That runaway train
Play the game
Or go frigging
Insane.
Catch a falling thought
And put in your pocket
Never let it fade away
Stick ******* in a
Electric socket
And you will pass away.
Just a thought.
Mark Bell Dec 2024
I love you
You love me
Let’s go on
A killing spree
Rob some banks
Nick there money
Shoot up the feds
When the days
Are sunny.
Life upon the
Open road
Committing
Outrageous crimes
Getting lots of write ups
Inside the New York Times.
We robbed a bank in Tulsa
Killed a judge in upper state
People adored us
They thought we were great.
Feds they chased us
Back and forward
Over county lines
We were still making
Headlines in the New York Times.
Banks were robbed people killed
Then one day our fate was sealed
In a massive shoot out with the feds
Me and Bonnie ended up quite dead.
Mark Bell Dec 2024
Heaven is a wonderful
Place
A sanctuary for the
Human race.
Heaven is our
Mother Earth
Where female
Animals all give
Birth.
Hell is not a jolly
Place
A haven of death
For the human race.
Hell is on our mother
Earth
Where our children
Live and die of
Hurt…..
Heaven and hell
Is a place on earth
Where death exists
And mothers give
Birth
Mark Bell Dec 2024
Six numbers
Lottery
Won lots
Of money
Not happy
Depressed.

Free drinks
For life
Adoring wife
Not happy
Depressed

Won a Ferrari
Christmas draw
Money rolling in
More more more
Not happy
Depressed.

Everything I  
Ever wanted
Anything I
Can digest
So why is it
Im always
Unhappy
So ****** depressed.
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