Preserves Poem by Jerry Buckley

Preserve your favor lover - a little bit for later,
patted down with spices from all four winds.
Offered with olives and sun dried tomato
Help me discover where the spice isles begin

Preserve your loving-kindness, forever shown to me,
ice it down good and stick it up under the shade.
Unnerve you see - this tiny speck I've come to be,
show me unreservedly the many ways I've got it made.

Preserve your preference - please don't count it duty,
sugar soaked in Sure-Gel and put up in a in Mason jar.
Indulge me on occasion, an hors derve of you beauty,
Each course more savory than the one that comes before.

Preserve my enrapture - another moment's pause
Saved to your 'favorites', in a folder marked 'My Man'.
Observe my devotion, to your ever-worthy cause
It's my turn to reciprocate, let me give you what I can.