Declaration Poem by Faith Wood

It was a declaration,
a non-hesitating speech
winding circles and circles around careless people
But the words only wanted you
It seems denial is an art
or so you claim
and your name is known for being oblivious
Inbetween the clanging of forks
and the mouthfuls of food
We come to realize there's so much more
So if this does the trick
to scare you like a ghost in the basement
then there's so much yet to be learned
For it was only a declaration,
a figure of speech
framed and stationed in just the right light
or so I thought.
But I have thought many a-things
and I know the snowflakes have too
As they dissolve on the streets outside the buidling
I wonder if conversation would be better with them
Because as I go on speaking my declaration of hearts,
my song of the serene,
I try to see past your facial expressions
and dig under your skin
for I have no idea what's bubbling under the surface