(Poems I wrote for my sweet Cheryl)
You Make Me Feel
(For Cheryl)
Grateful, thankful, happy, blessed,
hopeful, desired, glad and the rest.
These emotions and more are real.
Many I thought I would never feel.
Among these are being truly loved.
I thank you and I thank God above.
Joyous, peaceful, comfortable, free;
these sensations you also give to me.
Euphoric, enchanted, elated, adored.
You give me these feelings and more.
Each golden one given without cost,
to a man who without them was lost.
You inspire, intrigue, delight, elate,
and all things wonderful and great.
Old feelings, which to me are new.
I feel only for, and because of, you.
Affectionate, loving, drawn toward;
every sensation is its own reward.
Lovely thoughts of you fill my mind;
Patient, caring, thoughtful, and kind.
Because of you I do feel all of these:
festive, glorious, important, pleased.
Do not forget bliss, glee and wonder.
All from this spell you put me under.
-Keith E. Gerber
Real (A Poem Found In a Pen)
For as long as this heart of mine continues beating,
"I love you" is the phrase I will always be repeating.
You will hear more than anyone else has ever heard,
repetition after repetition of those very three words.
The phrase itself is now more than ever before true.
Well, that phrase is true -as true as my love for you.
My eyes my dear will always look in your direction,
to witness your beauty, and to also show affection.
Your beauty to me is truly the most glorious sight.
To fix my eyes upon you, just always feels so right.
Your beautiful smile is definitely a pleasure to see.
It feels heavenly to know that it was caused by me.
I feel these hands of mine were meant to hold you.
That is when my hands feel best, as I have told you.
I do love it whenever these hands hold on to yours.
In fact, that is exactly what I feel my hands are for.
Touching you is one of the best things I could feel.
A better feeling though, is knowing this love is real.
-Keith E. Gerber
Sweet Cheryl
I love you, always have, always will.
Since way back when, and even still.
For always, yes, but also in all ways.
Today, tomorrow, and on all days.
I want you, need you, and love you;
I love every wonderful part of you.
This love that I feel is only yours.
This love is real, of this I am sure.
I feel happy dear only when you do.
Whenever you feel bad, I feel it too.
I love you both in word and in deed.
Your love, sweet Cheryl, is all I need.
-Keith E. Gerber
Unfair Farewell
With a streetlight behind me I stare in your eyes,
as I do every night as we both say our goodbyes.
The light illuminates your face with its soft glow,
While I eagerly anticipate tomorrow’s first hello.
I firmly pull you to me and I kiss you once more,
not wanting to leave you, beloved Angel I adore.
We speak our farewells and declare feelings felt.
As I look into your eyes, my heart begins to melt.
I pull away and your beauty strikes me yet again.
Taking me back to when we met, way back when.
Even then, you entirely captivated my heart dear,
and still take my breath away after all these years.
With every look, it becomes harder to walk away.
So I promptly think of another thing I need to say.
Your eyes grow lovelier with every word I convey,
Making it even more difficult to end another day.
Minutes turn to seconds, and quickly pass us by,
causing the days to pass in the blinking of an eye.
Goodbye is the hardest word we could ever share.
Leaving is very difficult and farewell is so unfair.
-Keith E. Gerber
Fabled Elusive True Love
There is no way to explain feelings I have never felt before.
So, my dear, what is it that you would call love times four?
I feel happiness and joy on a level that I never have as well,
this too is something that I do not really know how to tell.
I know that you have completely filled up my entire heart.
That, my dear, is another reason that I wish to never part.
I truly believe it when I say: Never before, and never again,
will this world see a love like this love that you and I are in.
Too many weeks and months of far too many years passed,
before you and I found our fabled, elusive, true love at last.
-Keith E. Gerber
You Excite My Senses
If my eyes were to ever fail me,
I would still have my ears.
And I will have sense of touch,
when I can no longer hear.
Should I become unable to feel,
I could rely upon my nose.
I would still taste your sweet lips
if my sense of smell goes.
I love you dear with no pretenses.
You excite all of my senses.
-Keith E. Gerber
I Miss You Too.
I miss you every second we are apart,
I miss your beauty, I miss your heart.
Staring into those brown eyes, I miss.
Also your gentle touch, and your kiss.
Your face, whenever you are not here
is something I miss terribly my dear.
Your walk with its soft rhythmic flow,
Is also a thing I am fond of you know.
I miss the beautiful things that you do.
Yes my love, my Angel, I miss you too.
-Keith E. Gerber
I Had Never Known
Up until now dear I had never known,
A love as grand as ours has grown.
I love every minute you share with me.
I know now how glorious love can be.
-Keith E. Gerber
The Goddess and the Flea
Between us, you said, you felt there had always been a spark.
To me it was like to an atomic bomb, on an island in the dark.
Still, I often wondered how you and I could ever come to be,
when I could liken you to being a Goddess and me but a flea.
You see, roses were red back then, but it was I who was blue.
Blue because I never thought I was on the same level as you.
You possessed a majesty in your appearance, style and grace.
I felt myself unworthy to even look upon your gorgeous face.
I was unaware you felt anything for me but pity, or kindness.
I would think I went unnoticed by you, her majestic highness.
Brief encounters we shared through multiple periods of time,
I felt unworthy, unnoticed, and I never felt you could be mine.
You spoke to me nicely, I felt from the kindness of your heart,
I felt my body trembling when every conversation would start.
I never dared to tell you that you were more than a pretty girl.
You were not only pretty; you were the prettiest in the world.
Time and time again our paths crossed and then intertwined,
Then came a day I could not get your beauty out of my mind.
You shared with me a desire I never realized could even exist,
Then thoughts and feelings overcame me, far too many to list.
I finally found courage although trembling, for me to pursue
the one I felt above my station, on the pedestal I placed you.
The rest of the story you know, and is now as they say, history.
The story is now this poem I titled: The Goddess and the Flea.
-Keith E. Gerber
Beyond Compare
(for Cheryl)
Flowers do boast of their own beauty.
Because flowers, they have no eyes.
If they did have eyes to let them see,
Then at last they would finally realize.
Beauty is in the eyes of the beholder,
that is what people are known to say.
My sweet girl is so hot, she smolders.
That is the reason I hold her that way.
If the flowers learned of her splendor,
then they would not be quite so vain.
Her kind heart is so loving and tender,
she makes the nicest rose look plain.
But the flowers are still unable to see.
So they remain boastful and unaware.
Those flowers are still beautiful to me,
but their beauty could never compare.
-Keith E. Gerber
I love you my sweet Cheryl.
Keith E. Gerber 