Four winters ago, Mouthwatering New York Cheddar Cheese
combined with a bundle of Pinot Noir grapes
created an aphrodisiac that made the body cravesex
on a throw rug in front of a fireplace.
She had found herself confronted by the rare sight if raw man
on a cold and unforgiving night in winter.
To ignite passion on that long night in winter…
She toyed with such an idea as Step one: New York Cheddar Cheese.
As she thought of him, that man
from three winters ago, He had held grapes
she remembered as she sat on her rocker near the fireplace
No wonder her thoughts turned so wantonly to sex
The man just dripped with it, sex-
appeal. A woman alone so many long nights in winter
So very alone, only the fireplace
to keep her warm. To find all her rations had
depleted except the bread, cheese
and frozen grapes
How could a woman such as she not be interested
by the sight of such a man.
Two winters ago, and again she saw that man,
only to be trapped in a web of lies and sex.
How erotic it was to eat those grapes
On those long nights in winter
For then they ate the cheese
while basking in the glow of the fireplace.
There he had left her to sleep, next to the fireplace
and returned to his wife, a faithful man.
As the time passed, the cheese
rotted and the memory of passionate sex
began to fade as snow faded at the end of winter.
Her lasting memory, he had held grapes
One winter ago, the lovers had died eating grapes
with that woman's ring less hand stretched out toward his body next to the fireplace
on that cold accursed winter.
He was nothing but a mere mortal man
who had once been gifted with sex-
appeal. As winter faded and the mice feasted upon rotted cheese,
and his wife made Belladonna grapes for her man
So she could sit in front of that fireplace where those lovers had had sex
on the cold winter night thinking "If only he'd eaten the cheese."