This is from a challenge on Creative Realms, a multiply group, I thought I would share it with you. Goodnight by the way.
Write when you write.

Mercury Rising


I.

My soul clenched
Remembering your scent
Like cherry dreams
And something spent
We no longer hold on to what you lost
My sacred angel
You’re the angle stabbing at my pain
You seem to fit quite nicely
Where wars are too much
And we complain
Insanity is profanity
Anywhere you breed it
Something stirs the conscience
Without the way to word it
Walking in the shoes
Inside out
Might seem the way to go
But if you have never been there
How the hell could you ever know it?

II.

The mercury that rose
Will never fall the same way twice,
What was done and undone
Will simply not suffice,
We climb on the back of mountains
Searching for the dream
And only sleep can bring me
Closer to what it seems.

By Veronica Garcia 12-11-08 From The Pathos Collection