Shattered to fragments
In the darkness of the void
A passion long lost

Though buried within
It sits obvious to all
A soul without sin

Searching with fervor
But in the shadows it waits
Until the moment

A majestic beast
Waiting before it pounces
Upon this great feast

A tragic dinner
As the beast consumes this soul
Dismayed beyond all

Its presence consumes
Once it is finally found
By the ignorant

A gem of control
Brazen with this lost passion
Sits on an altar

Taken by so few
Possessing the beholder
A passion now found