There were three words spoken in sincerity that enraptured me. There were three words spoken clearly and softly with profound beauty. There were three words that touched me deeply. There was an overflowing of the well of joy within me. In that moment, I turned my face away from absolute beauty and wept silently. In the embrace of an angel, I too confessed tearfully that I loved her undyingly. It was a discovery of unparalleled intimacy. She kissed me passionately, cradling gently the wounded heart of my vulnerability. It was then that I let go of everything I had known and gave to her all that I had of me; the brokeness, the compassion, the pain, the love, the anxiety. She took them, holding them gently, and she placed them in the bosom of her healing femininity—repeating whisperingly the three words she said to me previously.