An olive can be your teacher
Understand it
And you have understood the art of seduction.
Let it rest on your tongue
Eyes shut
Holding your breath
Absorb its roundness.
Observe the tender aroma
Of buttery satisfaction.
Sublime flavours
Melting away.
Bite, gently
Into deep ripples of devotion
As you play
Around the stiffness of its core.
Experience the pleasure
Dissolving in your mouth
Intoxicating your senses.
The perfect olive
Melting
No longer an object
Melting
Part of you.
An avenue of satisfaction
The sacred anointment
For lubricated lips
Caressing
Sweet perfection.
The olive is a teacher
Taste it
Play with the fluidity of its shape
The solidity at its core.
Delight, slowly
Drawing its precious juices.
Absorbed in action.
An olive will teach you everything
And you will see
You have become a master.
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