Far away from the city One bed for the four of us, We ignored the nitty-gritty The night was superbly precious. 5 acres of open darkness We couldnβt for more bargain, The new moon hid her face To envelope the 4 lonely men! We sank and deep-breathed the smell Of a languor that only silence can bring Drunk timeless without any wineβs spell We flew with the nightjars on wing. In the skyβs faintest dream light One bed with no hint of nightmare 5 acres of softly passing night Transfixed 4 souls out there!