come with me.

come with me.Come with me
I want to take you
Somewhere special to me
I want to show you
The absence of serious
A place of no worries
Where we forget our fears
And we are free
To enjoy each other
Without a care on earth
I want to take you
Come with me
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About what sandra thinks

Sandra is a writer, blogger, poet, artist, emotional disaster. She thinks far too much and sleeps far too little. Sandra lives in the Northeastern U.S. but dreams of an oceanfront home in Hawaii where she could learn to surf. She loves music, brutal honesty, coffee, and the color black. She hates insincerity, beer, whipped cream, and facebook. And she is uncomfortable talking about herself in the third person.
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30 Responses to come with me.

  1. Sounds like my kinda place! πŸ˜ƒ

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  2. My bags are packed from yesterday, so… πŸ˜€ House party!!!

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  3. Miriam says:

    You took us. Thank you.

    Liked by 1 person

  4. Girls weekend? Where we can drink and talk and — well, maybe shop and tan, but really, drinking and talking is enough for me!

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  5. The V Pub says:

    Sounds like a great place. Where do i sign on?

    Liked by 1 person

  6. Lovely write. Makes one want to follow the heroine.

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