To Confide, At Length

Confidence rumbles along
emanating itself into space
and rhyme, glamorizing
every minute brushed.

It's a flower in full
moon, a power pulling
loons onto the lake
in droves and calling

calling for another 
example of perfect
mercury passion,
sipped exquisite light.

Confidence continues never
in spite always in tandem
with whichever roll arises
on whichever wild cube.