His father had taught him that how words are used and when they are said hold power all there own. Last night, when they had made love for the first time, he had called out her name, his need for her signaled in that word. Had, in a few short days, rethought his definition of beautiful. Though there are three little words used in a sequence that hold as much power in the above world as they do in the underworld: I love you. He leans forward to whisper those potent words in her ears as he rinses her shoulders and neck off. He lightly brushes the cartlidge of her ears with his lips.