Never will she leave me.......

I meant to write about the now young adult  
In his youth in the orphanage abused by a priest
Abused? The priest knew the child loved it, wanted it
Indeed was the one, with his cut smile, who started it.
And years later, finding him by pure luck  
Then taking his revenge, killing the bastard  
Removing his balls. frying them like chips  
And eating them with his mushrooms  
And spaghetti sauce.  
 
But I chanced upon something even more curel, if that can be  
The extremely jealous and  
Totally controlling type  
   
She changed locks  
Again and again  
He would  not and never accept  
The separation.  
   
They found her body in the Rambouillet forest  
No hands.  Decapitated.  
Chest open. Heart gone.  
   
Not some young man totally messed up  
No. Her former lover.  
He was 73.........she was 63.