Eaing your thoughts

I sit and sharpen this blade of mine,
my incisions cut the meat so fine,
your grey matter with a glass of wine,
your thoughts on my plate,
with a touch of lime...
Daddy said don't kill a deer on the run
the meat becomes hard, you'd rather have none
I want you soft, runny and gooey,
brain cells are better, when they are chewy...
leak on my plate,
your hatred for me,
let me taste you, let me see.
ahh but bitter, not a surprise,
just ate a piece, your new man I surmise...
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A good start of a verse. Thanks for sharing the below lines
Regards
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
Thank you Mr. Maveli..much appreciated...
Thank god im a vegetarian lol  good piece ...  Tina x
Thank you so much Miss Tina....