Just a little longer

Wait just a bit, O heart of mine, do wait!

There’s a whiff of her perfume in the air
And the rustling of leaves on the pavement
There’s a knock on the door now,
Is she really here?
Beat a bit softly my heart
You are making me nervous…
But wait, O my heart, just wait!

That was but a gust of wayward wind
passing through, and
the swaying of the boughs of
a flowering tree,
A woodpecker pecking the tree
and a squirrel just scurrying by…
Wait, O my heart, we have to wait a bit longer!