Conditional If

[cacian]

if you were to sketch a play
take up every stage you paint
would you recreate the siege
where it all began for real,
the beginning of the steam
the very solice of the still
the surreal the subleme
they all have a cup to dream?

if you were to clear the seals
make up new folds as you steer,
would you simply turn away
look ahead to find a wheel,
that will take you around to Zeal
the very essence of the sleek
from the polish to the neat
they all have a twist to click?

if you were to coin a plea
dress up moods as to a T
would you measure up to speech
lance up meanings over fears,
draft up palaces out of stones
the very castles of the deemed
from the genteels to the pleased
when they meet to drink a feast?

if you were to cling to truth
weigh up deeds against the treats,
would you drag your falses out
draw up single words with pure,
blow out messages of gifts
the very core of sincere thoughts,
to the glamed up and the dear
as they shake a dance of Moore?

if you place your hand on heart
conjured up a book of trust
would you really care to speak
say you do but then you don't!
matters travel fast then light
feelings wind up like a scroll
packed with ink that fade asoon
when silence settles like a brew
overheated it might spill!