Do you
like cheese?
I mean
really like cheese
And I mean
really good cheese
Different cheese
Cheese worthy
of being spoken of
In the
languages of love and romance
In terms
like fromage and queso
With prices
that rival those reserved for precious metals
I mean
that level of love of cheese
It is a
passion
An
obsession
From which
I never want to recover
I love
stinky, pungent exotic cheese
A poetic
mixture of bugs and milk
Time
and fermentation
And hints of flavor
That grow
and mature
Bloom
and burst
Today I cruised
the fancy market
Searching for
a treat or taste
Something to
enliven my palate
Take me on
a new journey of taste
I came
across a basket
Full of
tiny bits of cheese
Little sample
sizes of the expensive stuff
I rooted
like a pig searching truffles
Sniffing this
and examining that
I settled
on two little treasures
The first
had a purple rind
Bearing the
name Ubriaco del Piave
It was delightful
and fruity
Tasted a
little like grapes
The label
said the rind was soaked
In
a mixture of grape must
From processing wines in Italy
Absolutely
sublime and intoxicating
A delightful
diversion
Pleased with
my find I smiled
Unwrapped the
second choice
And breathed
deep of the toxic aroma
The cheese
was called Huntsman
A fun
creation where a delicious deep yellow cheddar
Encases a
center of the king of cheese
The bitter
blue of a proper English Stilton
Ahhh
Stilton!
The super smelly
Papa Blue
Ruler of
all Cheesedom
Somehow sandwiched
in those yellow slabs
You two
became something more
The firm
yellow cheese held strong
Allowing my
friend Stilton
To melt
like cream in my mouth
Saturating
my taste buds in moldy glory
It is a
thing
If I have
to explain
Then it is
time to go to the store
Buy some delicious
stinky cheese
A box of
water crackers
And let me
watch your face
Melt into
cheesy bliss
As you
experience real taste
Dive into
culinary artistry
Reach nirvana
through the divinity of dairy
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