As I sit her and sip a glass of a very nice and inexpensive Periquita (Portugal), and eat some cheese, I’m reminded of that great Spanish aforism.
Translated:
Grapes and cheese is like a kiss.
Grapes meaning wine, obviously.
This is just my MPSIMS on a Friday night.
I’ll sleep well tonight, and dream beatiful dreams.
I was expecting a poem in Spanish. Schucks!
Hope you enjoyed your uvas (vino) y queso… 
Yeah, expected the same. Hmm, un besito?.. I’ve gotta get myself some Periquita! 
Pues, no besito anoche. Soy soltero 
Pero el vino - ¡de puta madre!
You just expanded on a lovely MPSIMS thread I was going to compose the other night about the beauty of my glass of Shiraz. But I’m a real lightweight in the alcohol department, so I fell asleep first.
Que clase de queso?
And just remember: Lo que no mata engorda.
At first I thought you were talking about cheese omelettes. They ain’t bad, either.