TREEHOUSE REFRAIN

Come to the treehouse, my dearest, my darling,
Come to the treehouse down in the glen--
We'll sit knee to knee high up in the tree
And sing each other sweet lovesongs again.

Come to the treehouse, my beloved, my beauty,
Come to the treehouse down in the glen--
We'll kneel face to face in tender embrace,
And I'll get to kiss your lips once again.

Come to the treehouse, my sweetheart, my sister,
Come to the treehouse down in the glen--
For you are my mirror, and when we're together
I know I'll feel myself whole once again.

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KUNDALINI RISING

A Poetry Chapbook
by
Honora Finkelstein

© 1997

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