Tranquillity Base*

[TranquillityBase]

Thanks for yet another read and your suggestions.  I've implemented several.  Although this poem was meant to stand alone, it's actually the beginning of a series, so the gaps are filled in as poems add up.  

Papa’s got the sunset blues
Tranquillity Base, my candle’s almost gone,
and these may be the last breaths I take
of all the love that’s left.

So the Song  begins.
Lalan says,
“My heart is like bamboo,
empty of love.”

Tranquillity Base,
Yes, this must be the place.

One night of untainted bliss,
of course I wanted more of this.
No sent me on my way,
my sin was expectation.

Tranquillity Base,
I’m almost out of outer space.

“It’s all bullshit,” was all I ever heard Aphrodite say
Until I heard her sigh, “We will talk about it some day.” 

Tranquillity Base,
love is all the air that’s left.

“There might be a little blood down there,”
said the Queen to the drunken fly.

Or as a rabbi’s daughter once said to me,
“We probably will.”
Magayna, dark princess, called me out 
into the early spring nights,
there were a few embraces, I remember no kiss, 
only her laughter against my loins on the first night,
“I’m going to teach poor people to love America”,
Our first incarnation as Krishna and Radha.

But I failed as a worshipper until I sought her out a second time.
She told me of her life, of her lovers,
she wanted to live in a house on a beach in Oregon
with a man who didn’t care if she slept with other men.
I don’t think I ever heard the word love come into it.

I wrote her name in Hebrew on an Oregon beach, took a picture,
But it was too late.

Tranquillity Base,
Yes, this must be the place.