AMORE RAMARRO words by Terri Kay Emanuel
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MVMT l
Something dark lurks beneath a brilliant surface
a man of revolution; a man of freedom
tantalizing mystic heretic mesmerizing galvanizing tribal flory
Chopin + Moliere welcome their expat neighbour
the new tenant's party
is noisy
the music is LOUD
they don't mind
no, baby, they don't mind
it's alright
yeah, it's alright ...
MVMT ll
A red rose across my chest
L.A. woman
she pays a visit.
"Amore Ramarro," she weeps.
I think she's sincere.
Autumnal demure nervure; a rustle of chestnut leaves.
A restless revenant midnightliaison as my lost angel sleeps
tap her on the shoulder
whisper in her ear.