Poetry- Frustrations

to escape a lovers embrace
a pair
their sweetly kissing
softly killing
kindness, decency, respect
lying within a lie
their "love"
a shadow
themselves
poor substitutes
for us
obnoxious
vulgarity of the highest order
forcing their poorly written sex scenes
into our laps
laps meant to be filled with eachother
emptied by distance
held in the vice grip of want
force fed patience
while these young fools feast
to have for one hour
what they take for granted
the gentlest touch of our lips
euthenizing
that desperate imitation love