Undertow

by Alessandra Torre

His brand of fucking is relentless, strong thrusts in which he devours my body without restraint. It is what I have come here for—it’s what I want.

It was like God plucked an Abercrombie & Fitch model from the sky and injected him with testosterone and sexuality. I smiled back.

I love his outlook on life, a Bob Marley style philosophy. We fuck, we surf, and we love.

She fucks because she loves it and loves through it. It is her gift to the world, and I am lucky enough to be a part of that world.

She is everything I don’t deserve and everything I could ever hope to attain.

This world cannot lose her. I cannot exist if she is not alive.

Deepak Chopra once said: “All great changes are preceded by chaos.”