A poem (with a secret message)

Upon the new horizons come blazing hot deluges.

Even if this hose has many kinks.

If you are willing to brave these decadent, depraved waters,

then join me in my submarine, we will scribe our desires in the stars.

For we will live the same daily beauties together,

yet with even more than your tired eyes are used to.

I await your pillars to pull me up again.