The prettiest gal in town

Just words.

The prettiest gal in town

She wore her Summer dresses year around. She loved the Monterey weather and she always carry a smile to share with me.  She shared her kind words and she would listen to me.

She would sit in silence and I would speak my poetry to her. We would discuss the sea, John Donne, Hemingway and Salinger. I would find her waiting and alone by the Monterey pier. Her ginger hair laying gently on her soft shoulders and being sun-kissed by the evening falling sun.

She asked me often. Why do you seek me everyday? I am not the prettiest girl you know? The pretty girls, do love you. The dark poet who demand nothing and write by the sea.

I told her. You are the prettiest gal in Monterey. Your heart of gold, those dancing green eyes and your smile. You make me want to dance with joy, when you are near.

She laughed at my words and she told me. I am too fat and I love books, the sea. I love words more than love.

I told her. You are not fat, you are perfect. I love your womanly curves and I adore your hidden tattoos on your tender skin. I dream of kissing your sweet lips and your body near. I dream of you always. You are always on my mind.

She smiled and she whispered. Thank you dear poet. You make me feel good and feel beautiful. I am thankful, I am someone one and only. We need to be someone, one and only. And Johnnie, I am thankful for you. I know every night at 6 pm by the pier. You will bring me coffee and some sweets.You will listen to my new poetry and you will hold my hands. I love our nightly dance with the Pacific. I adore when you steal kisses and make me dance barefoot with the moving waves. You hold me close in the midnight hours and I feel safe.

I told her. You are my evening blessing, my nightly miracle.

Dancing Coyote

Author's Note

Just words.

Reviews

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest John... a love Chapter in a book where lie the
sweetest verses in primrose songs. The pretty poetess
with words that rest upon a setting sun. Your dance with
the spray of evening mist and the blissful kiss of sharing
the rhymes of ancient poems where passion passed with
moon dreams and walks on the cool sand. Lovely and charming.
tenderly, Pat

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear Pat for reading and the kind words. If we are lucky. We can see inside the heart and mind of another.

[Laura Kate]

I just love Johnnie. I would be very happy to know a Johnnie who would bring me coffee and sweets on the pier, a Johnnie to share poetry with and to dance bare feet with.
Laura.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear Laura. We need to be someone "One and only."

[Fran Marie]

you sweep the reader
Into a tale of pure
enchantment..the
nightly dance
with the Pacific
Awhh yes the magic
i s there

such a romantic
free feeling write
well penned

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear Fran. Beauty must be found and be offered. A rare gift dear friend.

[moog-drika]

I am enchanted by the beautiful detailing of the write. Your pieces always make me get lost in their stories that I never want to get out of.
'You are my evening blessing, my nightly miracle' I think this says everything about the pure feeling of the man.
Thank you for sharing such a captivating piece.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you my dear friend for reading and the kind words. I do appreciate.

[Paul Bell]

Just like the idea of the Pacific spraying all around me.
Mind you, a beautiful woman waiting is also a bonus.
Not enough love going around at the moment, the world seems at war with itself.

[Coyote Poetry]

I agree Paul. The world had gone mad. I pray we gain some sanity. Thank you Paul for reading and the comment.

[barleygirl]

Great story & great details! I relate (living in sundress weather year-round!) You paint a picture of when people appreciate people & they live to make one another feel good about themselves. This is a dying art in today's world it seems. I would love to see people give other people more attention in all these ways you illustrate with words . . . so many are hungry for a little pure adoring attention (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Coyote Poetry]

I agree dear Margie. We need to feel special and loved. Thank you for reading and the comment my friend.

[Chris Shaw]

Togetherness. Beauty is within. You shared much with this lovey lady. You were interested in the same things. Beautiful words of love and appreciation Coyote.

Chris

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear Chris. True beauty, real beauty. We must find and I appreciate the comment.

[NotUsinganymore]

This is a beautiful poem about true love. It is often hard to find someone who can understnad you.

[Coyote Poetry]

I agree my friend. Few people make us feel good, feel safe. Thank you for reading and the comment.