So, he is homeless and single again. Heading back to Brookings Oregon. I have to move and get an unlisted phone number.

Love Spell Time Up deep in the woods, where it is very dark, the fire burns low, we stare into the flames and we recite.

I will take you anyway I can have you baby.
I will cheat
I will dance in front of the full moon, and fill a champagne
glass with moonlight, and drink it while whispering your name.
Draw your name in the sand and let the tide take it out
I would
To keep you with me, I would make a pact with the wind,
and renounce my beliefs
I know
I think we knew each other before somehow,
cause you feel like home to me
it comes from my heart, I am not good with words
I don't understand poetry.
I don't have to.

Olivia Jean Mitchell Turns one years old Tomorrow