Divine Olive Oil - Poem by Ave Lilik
As a bottle of divine olive oil
to a warm Italian loaf
you complete me-
Just the bread will do
and your dropp will treat
both pasta or pesto.
Yet, we are mingled on the table
for such an irresistable reason.
Kissimmee Orlando, Florida, US
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