In fields where golden dreams take flight,
The curdled moonlight softly sings,
A wheel of wonders, pure delight,
Where every taste of memory clings.

Aged with wisdom, wrapped in lore,
The tales of lands and hands it tells,
From caves where ripened secrets soar,
To tables where its essence dwells.

Soft as whispers, sharp as might,
Each slice a journey, vast and deep,
A world of flavors in a bite,
Where senses dance and pleasures seep.

Oh, cheese, the muse of every feast,
A bond of cultures, time, and place,
In simple bites, our joy increased,
A testament to life’s embrace.