Magician's Trick

Were we a pair, two of a kind?
Was that what we were dealt?
Love, an illusion of the mind,
spread out atop a felt
by an occult, cape-wearing mage
who waved his magic wand
the cards reshuffling on stage
and we, forced to respond,
drawn to each other by the spell
unable to resist,
elated, giddy as we fell
each mouthing: you exist!
My preordained, my other half,
my prompted, fated pick…
The audience sure had a laugh
at this magician's trick.
And us, reshuffled in the deck
still looking for our pair
as life skips by each call to check…
As if we weren't there.

Author notes: image generated by author prompt to Gemini