Neon fog on window glass
Coffee warms as night hours pass
Lanterns flicker in the steam
Pumpkin spice and haunted dreams
Witches sit with laptops near
Sipping spells in mugs of cheer
Midnight Café, where the weird feels right
Spells on tap and ghosts in light
We whisper laughs in candle glow
To synthwave beats and moonlit flow
Dracula reads the daily news
Mummies humming soft old blues
The barista’s got a ghostly grin
As midnight jazz drips slow within
Midnight Café, where the night’s alive
Floating thoughts at 12:05
With cinnamon stars and marshmallow skies
We dream wide awake in spectral vibes
(Welcome, traveler of the late...)
(The Wi-Fi's haunted, but the pastries are great...)
Find your place between sleep and play
In this electric hideaway
Midnight Café, where the weird feels right
Plug in your soul, unplug the night
It’s Halloween with velvet grace
Brewed in this neon-drenched café space
Spoons stir silence, moons rewind
A soft goodnight to like minds