Do you text them late at night

like you do to me?

Do you whisper sweet nothings

of what you both could be?

Do you show off your cocktail flair

then caress their legs and their hair?

Do you drink as much with them,

‘though you’ve only gone over at ten?

Do you plant kisses across their backs

then raid their fridge for snacks?

And do you talk about babies

with all the other ladies?

Have they realised yet

that you often forget

all the empty promises?

And have they worked out there are others?

And do they tell their mothers

of the charming Bar Man 

who calls late at night.