whispering breeze subtle with salt, take it to heart -
soul of my soul, hear now these words; take it to heart

tidal-washed sands trace where your step passed hurriedly
until the seas’ covetous grasp takes it to heart.

witness the sun dapple your skin foliage-bent -
where shadows meet, so would my lips - make it two, heart.

loosed from the hand, shattering glass echoes the room;
whether a cheer - whether a curse - take it to heart.

calamitous, shrill, hammering hard, roar in my ears -
quiet, a gift, deep from within - take it, to heart.

hand in my hand, I felt your breath coupled with mine -
parted, your lips; parting your words - break it, too, heart.

give me a sign, I cry at dusk, lowering light
hides your return - so I must trust; take it to heart.

your eye holds mine; your ears my words; tell me your mind -
make your words cruel, lingered suspense: stake it to heart.

rise with the dawn exulting sun and sing your part -
love may yet live this summer’s Niamh - take it to heart.