In the Cards, In the Sky

For most, the world---and love---are but a game The sport and profit dominate man's minds The rules suggest to seek out different kinds But me, I seek a card whose heart's the same We are but planets trodding through the nights About our universe a time or nine In circles 'round, but with a path divine? Or destiny amid these divers lights? They pluck a ruby diamond from the sky Or, others, from arm's reach, to stay inert All smile upon it, no need to exert My lifelong orbit's brought no diamonds nigh A pair of hearts completes my hand fully Because our suits become us naturally