If I were you…

If I were you,
Will the Chessboard turn into a Rubix Cube?
The lanes running down to misery,
Be again filled with mystery?

If I were you,
Will peace descend upon the drops of dew?
The eyes that sought immaculacy,
Maintain their brand of chastity?

If I were you,
Will words and emotions play peek-a-boo?
Passion breaking into silence,
Argue with insolence?

If I were you,
Will you look at me, the way I do?
After concurring with the Rose’s aroma,
Shall I make you my Inamorata?