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.