Please dear Jennifer, come to Monterey.
Please dear Jennifer, come to Monterey.
In was 8 pm in Monterey. A warm January night. I decided to call my Michigan gal, I left her in late December 1991. To remind her. I loved and I remembered her. She answered her phone, her voice sweeter than the taste of Michigan Fall honey.
She told me. I am glad you remembered me. How are you? I told her. I am wonderful and thank you for sharing December with me in Michigan. Here in Monterey dear Jennifer. Day and night is warm. The amazing Pacific ocean keeps the bay nice in all the seasons. Please come to Monterey, let’s drink Irish coffee near the sea and we can walk the beach with the moon above. Let us find a place where love can grow. You and Tiffany would love the sea and the scenery of Monterey. We can dance and sing for the moon and the star. We can rebirth a brand new life without the coldness of Winter.
Please dear Jennifer, please come to me. We can become like children, walk barefooted in the warm sand and built sand castles. We can drink the California wine and little Tiffany can run and play outside. Year around.
We could find the hunger, the need to love again. I promise to make you smile and laugh, everyday of your life. I will show you the city of Pacific Grove. We can watch the whales swimming to Mexico from the on the cliffs of Pacific Groves. We will drive to Big Sur. I will show you the miracle of nature and little Tiffany, can dance with the sea.
Dear Jennifer, we can be reborn and the Pacific Ocean will teach us. We don’t need to be tame. We can begin a new life. Where love can win.
You will love Monterey my Jennifer. Beautiful and so alive. Music daily and friendly people. We could find our peace here.
I dreamed. Me, you and Tiffany walked the pier. We bought simple things to remember Monterey. And you were so happy.
Tonight dear Jennifer, we have fear. We have doubts. Please be brave and be my Monterey love for a time.
I love you my Jennifer.
Dancing Coyote
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