The whole of her; heart, mind, body and soul were guarded, her standard state of being and today was no different. You’d think she was facing down lions or gladiators in the colosseum, rather than the one who held her heart, who promised to shelter, support and love her for what was left of their lives. But time had taken from her and left shredded skin and tattered soul and what light used to be at the end of the tunnel had become a barely discernible pinprick of light. Hope hurt, wonder teased, and it always seemed that joy was just out of reach. Shelley didn’t know if she could let her love behind the walls she had spent so long building, into the earthy temple, the humble retreat that kept her safe. But, oh how she wanted to welcome her lover, deeper than physical satiation, exalted above all other, to promise, to hold, to cherish; to guard.

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PROMPT WORD:  GUARD