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He cut that meat lovingly. The knife right to its point
Effortlessly economically sliding through that joint,
Each slice leaking blood which filmed the blade
And carried its essence into each sandwich made.
Smeared lightly with mustard, delicately precision spread,
So that the light yellow shade complemented the oozed red,
Rather than it's being obscured so that each became a work of art
Despoiled by the eating of  a crumb of any constituent part.

He served her a delicate plate
Fringed with a salad of green,
Watched her eat the food whose
Preparation she had just seen.
He watched the horror
In those eyes of vivid blue
When he told her slowly
Just how much he knew;
Told that faithless lover
He had just watched her eat
A fine prime joint made
From her lover's meat.
Silently he watched her
Spew in horror and disgust
Until he took betrayed pity,
As he knew he really must.

He spoke to her with loathing.He spoke to her with disgust.
He looked at her and wondered, how she had ever filled his lust.
He saw her realisiation, watched her growth of fear,
Their final cruel parting drew inexorably near.
He drove that blooded knife hard, with an anguished sigh
Deeply deep into her chest before her screaming eyes.
He firmly held her closely so that she couldn't shout
As he sat and watched the light in those eyes fade out.

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