My Sweet Flower, Run away with me, far from this place. Leave your dreadful husband and his obsession with wealth. You are worth more to me than any trinket from some faraway land. The same cannot be said of him. The world was bleak before I peered into your radiant eyes. The most magnificent mountains and flowing streams are nothing compared to your smile. Let us leave this place. I am alive and will always be your buzzing bee of love. - X