Unawares

Here at nearing fifty
I don’t shock easy anymore.
I’ve seen and heard more than
you’d guess just looking at me.

I keep my composure through crisis;
hold it together when hell breaks loose.

The only thing that still unsettles me
is that sharp, sweet wave of desire
that washes over me, sometimes,
catching me at unawares.

~ Rebekah Choat

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