Pleasure's Pain

From a spark to a flame, that rips through time, but for the heaviness of shame, it would feel sublime. When the Earth shakes, when perception alters, a tremble rises to a quake and his courage falters. An internal force leaves them shredded and torn. Gravity, from an unknown source, full of grief, they mourn. Beneath a cloak of shadow still burns their fire, life cannot prevent it though, insatiable desire.