An Coyote's Ode For A Beautiful Road Runner Poem by Kewayne Wadley

She's such a Looney Tune
A Merrie Melody
                                                                          The way I dream.
I've thought of everything to catch her attention.
                                                                           I've tried in so many ways
The most elaborate of schemes.
                                                                           But still,
She runs as fast as she can
                                                                           I can never catch up.
Sometimes I laugh at my self
                                                               My feeble attempts watching her passby
But
Before she runs full sprint she stops
Just so I can see the twinkle in her eye.
                                        I've thought of that same gleam on the darkest of nights.
Wondering what she's doing.
The things she's done throughout her day.
The mystery behind her eyes that lures such attraction.
Every time I try to approach her, she runs.
Does she despise me that much
To deny the hunger that lays so deep in my gut.
The first time I saw her, I knew we were meant to be together
I fell off a cliff, face first.
Free falling in infinite space
And at that moment. I knew she was the one.
                                                                      Falling for a beautiful stranger