I Could Not Stop For Her Poem by James Meaney

Because i could not stop for Her
She kindly stopped for me
Eyes of golden were my captor
I'm the hound she was the foxy

I drooped like a flower for the sun
she was a ball of fire in my chest
She's 'wanted', like a loaded gun
Holds my heart at point - needs to be under arrest

When it comes - that one wicked day
When our hearts are hearts apart
I'll know she'll be gone forever
Gather up - rewind back to a grainy start