Kevin Tate

Kevin Tate Poems

My eyes come to rest
on small rounded perfect breast
and sometimes while you sleep
I kiss just where your heart should beat
...

I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;
I lift my lids and all is born again instead
(I think I made you up inside my head)
...

Kevin Tate Biography

A closet poet who has penned many (un-surfaced) poems. I began writing while still at school as a way of getting female attention, not that it did me any good.)

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The Best View In The House

My eyes come to rest
on small rounded perfect breast
and sometimes while you sleep
I kiss just where your heart should beat
Ooh and those soft curls atop your rounded thighs
are perfect for my watchful eyes.

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