July Teachings

Under my wing I took you

Taught you everything current and repressed within me

Gave you material I did not need

So your mistakes in life would not seem so apparent

You are silly and confused

I take all of your sins and stuff them

Away from spiritual eyes

But you learn things and repeat things

So cunning you have become

I take claim of your iniquities and suffer with them

Legs crossed I protect pleasures between my legs

Your intentions are distasteful

My body knows you from past visit

Associated with counterfeit compliments cheaply worn

I reached for your hand

You did not grasp

Cold and hurt your touch of warmth

Would have taken me to a

Summer morning in July

And saved me from winter’s heart