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Dance Here<\/strong><\/p>\n i see your body dancing, talia. <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n Ajise Vincent<\/strong> is a Nigerian Poet. His poem Song of a Progeny<\/em> was a shortlisted poem at the Korea-Nigeria Poetry feast, 2015. His works have been published in London Grip<\/em> magazine, Eureka, Kalahari Review, Sakonfa literary Magazine, Synchronized chaos, AfricanWriter, Indian periodical, Jalada Africa, Black boy review, Tuck Magazine, Harbinger Asylum<\/em> and various literary outlets. He writes from Lagos, Nigeria.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Dance Here i see your body dancing, talia. like your heart & its beat, it\u2019s dancing to the chimes of my gestures. talia, there is no mountain of loathe that can trammel the nexus of this bond, neither is there any river of prejudice that can drown the sprout of this […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_et_pb_use_builder":"","_et_pb_old_content":"","_et_gb_content_width":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-10529","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10529","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/4"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=10529"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10529\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":10531,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10529\/revisions\/10531"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=10529"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=10529"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=10529"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nlike your heart & its beat,
\nit\u2019s dancing to the chimes
\nof my gestures.
\ntalia, there is no mountain of loathe
\nthat can trammel
\nthe nexus of this bond,
\nneither is there any river of prejudice
\nthat can drown the sprout
\nof this devotion. take me into the sanctuary
\nof your love, talia.
\ntake me in your swathe of\u00a0 tintinnabulation,
\nso we can conglomerate into a testament of euphonies\u2014
\na chronicle of sweet songs.<\/p>\n