Sorcery

I was business

I was play

I was mute

I was vibrant as the day

I was collected

I was wild

I was grey

I was the furthest from mild

Until that fateful day

my sorcery was my own

Under veil of night

we built our alloyed throne

He was business

She was play

He was mute

She as vibrant as the day

He was calm

She was wild

He was collected

She the furthest from mild

Beyond that fateful day

our sorcery was our own

Under veil of night

we rest atop our alloyed throne