Encounter Poem by segun Johnson Ozique

From weathered to bare bone went our love
Thread it was hung, stretched too far, broken
That was that day we went our separate ways
And till date remain only strands of your hair
The depress side you once slept
Still I harbour no regrets
For, to regret is
To long to have it back: which would be
To placate the dramatizing heart
But sensible head has my vote
For head knows romantic illogicality
Head habour eyes, see directions
Head where sense resides reads signs right;
Knows I tasted all you could give to hilt
Knows I should be happy and contented
Knows better to live the sweet sensuous lingering
Than Let heart lure me back to alternating genie.