They Have A Title, Or They Don't.

You are always On My Mind// To Drown My Thoughts Of You.

Escape into a bustling café bar,
to drown my thoughts of you in live music and conversations.

For a while, I would be distracted.

Distracted by the strong coffee scent;
a love poem book read by a lady across the room;
the mesmerizing vocal of the live performer;
and the diverting conversation between a couple next to my table.

As usual, I would order a cup of tea and a slice of chocolate cake.
A cup of your favourite tea.
A slice of your favourite chocolate cake.